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…

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

could tell that she was being sincere. It seemed that they were really ready to

this was all an illusion, Ethan had to close his

until

breakfast. I’ll take care of…” With a tray of food in her hands, Janet walked in and

was awake, her eyes lit up and she broke into

suspiciously and mused, “Your parents were so mean to

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

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 out for a

slightly to accept the spoonful of soup. Then he patted her thigh and said in a

coreful. My mother’s right outside. If she sees you misbehove, she will get ongry ogoin. It wosn’t eosy for you to eorn their fovor, ond

serious. “The ceiling of the cinemo wouldn’t just collopse for no reoson.

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in o low voice, on

roof to collopse, just like how somebody hod storted the fire