The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Chapter 753 The Same Dress

After the second round of passionate love-making, Janet felt as though her body was about to give up.

She raised her index finger and poked Brandon on the chest. "Are you still angry at me?" she asked cautiously.

Brandon suddenly pulled her close to him and buried his face in her neck. He held her in his arms without saying a word. No matter how Janet approached, he refused to tell her why he was angry.

But Janet could tell that he was in a better mood than earlier.

Brandon pulled the quilt over them and held Janet close. "Just go to sleep."

Janet pouted in dissatisfaction, but she didn't push the matter.

As soon as she closed her eyes, she fell into a deep sleep. By the time she opened her eyes again, it was already morning.

It was bright out. Yawning, Janet turned in bed, only to catch a glimpse of

Brandon going out the door. He was already dressed, so he must've left for the company.

Janet stuck out of her lower lip and pulled the quilt over her head. She was pissed. She had worked hard to make him happy last night. In the end, he still refused to forgive her or even told her why he was mad at her!

for a little while longer before finally getting up to go to work. Her bodyguard

design their attire for the upcoming event, she

her desk, she began to work. She was so immersed in her design

your phone has been pinging." It wasn't until Tasha held up her phone in front of her that she

Janet took the phone and found that it

to a big meal

put away

Garrett who had texted

her screen, Janet felt like

taught you a thing or two, am

chuckle. She put down her phone and went to the tea room to

did she notice that the office seemed particularly quiet

a sip of coffee and looked at

was in the middle of sorting

of the blue. Maybe she has some sort of emergency

"Seriously?"

harsh sneer broke the quietness of the office. Dalores threw a design drawing on the table and demanded, "What the hell is that supposed to mean? This is the busiest time of the year! How

pursed her lips. Judging from what Dalores said just now, she had tried to