The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Janet spent the next few days recovering in the hospital. Every day, the nurses came and They came to change the dressing on his wounds. Janet to She was often distracted these days, wondering how to deal with Charis.

A cunning woman like Charis was much more dangerous than those fierce movie villains.

Because she did these things in secret, without mention the fact that she came from a prominent family, it was extremely difficult deal with her…

“What do you have in mind? Eat breakfast first.”

Brandon was holding a takeout bag of food. for breakfast in front of her.

Now that they had made things clear, they could get along. The relationship between the two actually seemed harmonious. However, Janet felt that there was an insurmountable gap between them that he had been there before.

After all, Brandon had lost all his memories of her. She didn’t know how face it now.

“Oh I see. Thank you”.

Not knowing what to say, Janet accepted the food and started eating. The awkward silence was deafening. After what seemed like a eternity, Brandon tried to break the ice.

hurt? I heard you whining

wiped her lips carefully to hide his shame. When you turned over in bed last night, he accidentally hit the wounds on his back.

spend some time away from Brandon. I could only imagine how messy it looked in this moment. Days have passed since the last time he washed his face, and even needed help to go to the bathroom. I didn’t want Brandon to see

previously. Now, he was afraid that Brandon I was even less interested in her. After all, women always cared about how they looked in front of

worry. I have already asked permission. watch over you it’s more important” Brandon explained casually. while cleaning

because he knew he used to be

maybe it was because he appreciated this woman for risking her life to save him. Brandon doesn’t thought too much about

himself in the quilt and leaned against the headboard calmly “Dad He said he found you a good doctor.

for a few

clean the table. Later answered lightly: “I have received psychotherapy two times. It’s not

situation did not

asked Brandon to try to remember the past, immediately I had a terrible headache. It was almost as if an invisible hand was pulling on the nerves of

eyes. He looked much more gaunt than the day previous. Worried, she pursed her lips asked: Does the therapy include some kind of medicine? You look a

late last night dealing with a job.” Brandon didn’t

had a severe headache every time

Nobody died in the fire.” Janet nodded and