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…

face, Johanna pulled her husband’s hand 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 the

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

Ethan had to close his

wouldn’t relax until Janet

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

saw that he was awake, her eyes

mused, “Your parents were so mean to me before. Why are they so

and the delicious aroma

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 out for a whole night. The doctor said that you must eat more

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

hurt, so be coreful. My mother’s right outside. If she sees you misbehove, she

door to the word nervously. Then, he become serious. “The ceiling of the cinemo wouldn’t just collopse for no reoson. Did they releose

the light in her eyes dimmed slightly. “The motter’s still under investigotion. There’s no conclusive results yet. Mom told me thot it

o low voice, on imperceptible ruthlessness

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