The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

The wedding was being held outside on the lawn of a manot that Ethan happened to own. It might be because Ethan had prevented the other cars from entering this area ahead of time that they could drive unimpededly Janet was so anxious that her palms were pouring out sweat. 

Looking at the scenery passing by outside the car window, she kept taking deep breaths in order to calm her nerves. 

“Relax, you’re making me nervous, Mrs. Larson.” Ethan held Janet’s quivering hand, his eyes full of tenderness for her

Turning to give him a look, Janet asked in a solemn voice, “If you do this, will your true identity as Brandon Larson be revealed?” 

“It’s not too much of a big deal compared to getting married to you.” 

Ethan was concerned that Janet might overthink things, so he looked at her to see how she was doing.

The woman’s face was a little flustered, her drooping eyelashes shaking ever so slightly, and her soft and slender fingers were fiddling with the hemline of her wedding dress. Ethan knew that Janet was very nervous today. She didn’t like to stir up trouble for others. She was always afraid of becoming a burden to others. But she and he had been married, and it was only right that they took care of each other.

“Janet.” Clenching Janet’s hand, Ethan looked expectant right then. 

“From now on, the person next to you is Brandon Larson. Do you have any objections to starting a new life with him as the wife of Brandon?”

then. But Ethan still had the feeling that Janet

I didn’t ask you to give me an

made its way into the

villa

started to clap their hands. Janet was shocked by the grandness of the

up and the queue was about several miles. It looked like the lawn in the manor could hold thousands of people. Those who attended included celebrities from various fields and rich families, as

least put a mask on. If you expose yourself, the Lester family will come right away to cause trouble for you, won’t

this scene, Janet was worried about

other reasons why you’re hiding your true identity. Even though I have no idea what the specific situation is, I don’t want you to

said this, her

It

wife was really so

this way, it will be common knowledge that you’re Mrs. Larson. Then you’ll feel at ease and won’t feel that I’m not being sincere enough. As for what you’re worried about, I’m going to handle

moist eyes widened. Tears wet her curled eyelashes,

even harder and a hint of bitterness