The Mysterious Billionaire and His Substitute Bride

Dazzling sunlight streamed in from the window. The ceiling was snow-white and spotless. The smell of disinfectant in the air was strong.

“I think he’s awake!” Ethan heard Johanna’s excited voice.

Then, he heard Beal’s voice. “I’ll call the doctor. When Janet comes back from getting breakfast, I’m sure she’ll be really happy!”

The doctor came minutes later. He took out a small flashlight and checked Ethan’s pupils.

“He’s awake, which means that he’ll be fine. As for when he should be discharged from the hospital, it’ll depend on the wound’s rate of recovery.”

After the doctor left, Johanna immediately approached Ethan’s bedside and asked worriedly, “How are you feeling? Are you in pain? If you feel any discomfort, I’ll call our private doctor to check on you again.”

Ethan couldn’t believe his ears. Did he suffer from a head injury as well? Why did his mother-in-law suddenly care about him?

Before he could say anything, Beal handed him a glass of water. “I bet you’re thirsty. Here’s some water.”

Ethan eyed the glass of water suspiciously, wondering if it was poisoned. It wasn’t impossible that this couple would scheme to get rid of him while Janet wasn’t around…

away from Ethan. Then she cleared her throat and said, “Thank you for saving our beloved daughter. In a way, it’s like you saved

Johanna still put on airs, Ethan could tell that she was being sincere. It

this was all an illusion, Ethan had to close

until Janet came

of food in her hands, Janet walked in and looked at Ethan first even though she was

that he was awake, her eyes lit

his eyes suspiciously and mused, “Your parents were so mean to me before. Why are they so kind

the lid off of the take-out bowl, and the delicious

unconscious, they found out that you had saved me. My mother looked at you under a new light. It was as if you were her own son,” Janet added in a half-joking tone. She scooped up a spoonful of soup, blew on it, and guided it to Ethan’s lips. “You were knocked

of soup. Then he patted her thigh and said in a low voice,

ond shook her heod helplessly. “You’re hurt, so be coreful. My mother’s right outside. If she sees you misbehove, she will get ongry ogoin. It wosn’t eosy for you to

become serious. “The ceiling of the

no conclusive results yet. Mom told me thot it wos newly built, so the ceiling couldn’t hove collopsed unless there wos o mojor construction flow. So it’s

wos no occident,” Ethon soid in o low voice, on imperceptible

collopse, just like how