The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Janet was so angry that her whole body was trembling Her mind was in a mess, and she felt like the whole world had been turned upside down she didn’t know what was true versus what was just deliberately created to deceive her Everything now seemed fake and strange

As soon as she walked out of the hotel, she saw that Garrett was standing outside, along with several senior executives of the Larson Group Janet often ran into them in the elevators "Hev.

Janet!

 Where’s Ethan Garrett pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose and smiled flatteringly if he got along well with Janet, he would have more vacations in the future.

But upon a closer look, he realized that she was crying bitterly.

Garrett had thought that the two would reconcile, but it turned out to be the opposite.

So he immediately stopped smiling and stammered, "I’m sorry, I… Janet simply ignored him.Looking around, she found that the senior executives of the Larson Group who should have been in that club were all standing outside.Perhaps they didn’t know what to do, so they had all waited for Ethan here When janet walked out of the hotel so aggressively just now, everyone exchanged glances and then looked away.

pretending not to have seen her Janet wiped the tears on her face with the back of her hand and proceeded to leave, but Garrett stopped her 

"Janet, sometimes Ethan’s terrible with words, but I’m with him every day.I know that he only cares about you."

Garrett touched the back of his head awkwardly, glancing anxiously at the hotel from the corner of his eyes.

away! Why hadn’t Ethan come out to chase after his wife yet? With Garrett blocking

over

now the wife of Mr.Larson

sent a shiver down his

been together for a long time, so now even

you misunderstand me.I didn’t mean

Janet was so

stepped aside and

then did Ethan come

you stop her?" he

you say now might only add fuel to the fire.If she wants to leave, just let her be and give

the cold sweat on his

choice but to chase after Janet

winter now, and the

covered in a layer of

the dim-lighted street lamps, the woman in a red overcoat trudged