The Mysterious Billionaire and His Substitute Bride

The waiting game was always the hardest.

Ethan sat with Janet in one of the corridors of the hospital.

It was mid-January by then and still a bit cold. Johanna wore a dark green maxi dress with a white cashmere coat on top. Her eyes kept darting between Janet and the man next to her as they waited.

Brandon Larson.

She had seen his face in their wedding photos on the news, but she didn’t like him very much.

Brandon was indeed a handsome man, but Johanna didn’t think that was a good thing. Rich, good-looking men more often than not turned out to be playboys.

And Brandon was rich, handsome, and successful. He had to be a scheming person, right?

On the other hand, Janet was a kind and lovely girl. She could easily have been played by Brandon.

But now that she, Johanna, was here for Janet, she would never let Brandon bully Janet.

Ethan could sense the hostility in Johanna’s eyes whenever she looked at him, but considering how she might be his mother-in-law, he could only politely nod to her.

tell which one of them

his mid-fifties arrived.

so heavy on the way

plain. But his eyes were bright and had

eyes flitted to the man. Although she was scolding him, her eyes were gentle. “How could you be late for something as important as this? I’ll deal with you

that I left early! Can you not punish me today? You just punished me recently…” The man tugged at the corner of Johanna’s clothes like

business whiz in Barnes, was

second Janet saw him, she instantly recognized his eyes—because they

was trying to butter Johanna up,

he felt that Janet had the exact same temperament as Johanna’s. And he had also

hands excitedly and walked up to the girl. “You must be Janet,

Janet suddenly grew nervous. Ethan had just managed to calm her down, but now, she couldn’t help

How old are you? You should’ve graduated from college by now, right? Where did you study? Do you have a job now? Do you want to work in Barnes?” Beal was so excited

was tightly wrapped around Janet’s shoulder, there was a flicker of annoyance in Beal’s eyes. “Mr. Larson, do you mind

had no clue what

obliged and walked

questions, Johanna patted Beal’s shoulder. “Give our daughter