The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Chapter 435: Wedding Dresses

Janet blinked several times, thinking that she had misheard him.

She awkwardly ran her fingers through her hair and clutched the blanket that was draped around her body. 

“What-” she choked, then had to clear her throat.

“What wedding dress?” Ethan smiled at her patiently and spoke slowly, as one would with a child. 

“We married in a rather shabby ceremony. You wore a simple white dress, and not much happened besides us exchanging vows. I always thought you may not have a good memory of our wedding day.” Janet didn’t expect Ethan to still remember these trivial things, much less care about them. Her heart softened despite herself. She could be so easy sometimes.

Luckily, she snapped back to her senses a moment later. 

“Forget it, Ethan. That would be too much trouble.”

He insisted, of course. 

“The wedding day is one of the most important events in a woman’s life, this much I know. And it is important to me. Now that you know my other identity, I want to pledge myself to you again, this time as Brandon Larson.”

stunned speechless at his smooth declaration. In the end, she could only nod in

society. They were proud of

that full, exclusive experience. Ethan and Janet walked into the store hand in hand. She was still opposed to

o’clock this afternoon?” A woman who looked to be in her forties greeted them at the door, wearing heavy makeup and

however, Janet realized that it was actually a man. She tried not

Ethan introduced the man.

is the chief wedding gown designer of South Pole. He’ll take you to get your measurements, and then browse around

she was whisked away

kidding when he called me.” Mr. Jarvis put a hand over his mouth and chuckled demurely. His gestures were more coquettish than most ladies Janet had met. He

in this day and age. How about champagne or

was obvious that each garment

and lace dresses with pearls and sewn flowerettes as accents. The second one had massive dresses with layers of tulle and ruffles. But the most remarkable of all was the line-up of traditional wedding dresses from different countries. This shop truly had it all; they

nodded at a long cabinet lining an entire

had caught her eye. It had an intricately embroidered bodice that tapered down to a full skirt peppered with tiny tulips. Mr. Jarvis

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