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.

eyes met, it was hard to tell which one of

and in his mid-fifties

way here.” The man wiped the

his eyes were bright and had a certain

“How could you be late for something as important as this? I’ll deal with you when we get

really sorry, Jo. I swear to God 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 a

business whiz

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

trying to butter Johanna up, he noticed

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

up to the girl. “You must be Janet, am I right? Nice to finally meet

meet you too, Mr. White.” For some reason, Janet suddenly grew nervous. Ethan had just managed to calm her

did you study? Do you have a job now? Do you want to work in Barnes?” Beal was

flicker of annoyance in Beal’s eyes. “Mr. Larson, do you mind

what Janet saw in

and walked away to give

flustered hearing all these questions, Johanna patted Beal’s shoulder. “Give our daughter some time to think before