The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

After finishing the entire bottle of liquor, Laney was totally plastered. She couldn‘t support herself and had to lean over the bar counter, muttering drunken gibberish. 

“I don‘t need a man. I have friends. That‘s more than enough. Isn‘t it good to be single and free? Why would I want a man?” Listening to her drunken ramblings, Janet didn‘t know how to respond. She carefully draped a coat over Laney‘s shoulders and patted her on the back. Then she caught a glimpse of the man sitting in a booth near them. 

The dim light in the bar illuminated Garrett‘s face, exposing the complex emotions in his eyes. He was looking at Laney in pensive silence. After hesitating slightly, Janet nodded at Garrett in greeting. She had no idea he had followed Laney there. 1 Laney suddenly reached out and tugged Janet‘s sleeve. 

“Hey, why‘d you stop? Let’s have another round. Didn‘t you say you‘d get hammered with me?” 

“Okay, okay. Let‘s drink.” Janet turned around and continued to pour whiskey for Laney as if she hadn‘t seen Garrett. Perhaps Laney had sensed Janet’s hesitation. She craned her neck and turned to look in the direction Janet was facing just now. 

“What were you looking at just now? Did you see a hot guy? I want to see him, too!”

her. But she was too

Maybe it was because the rest of the people in the bar were pretty bland–looking, or maybe it was simply because Garrett was outstandingly handsome that Laney‘s eyes were drawn to him almost

two locked eyes, Laney quickly withdrew her gaze. She staggered to her feet, picked up her things, and

want to drink anymore. Let‘s go.” However, before they could leave, Garrett suddenly reached for Laney‘s hand and said gently,

him away. Her legs were a little weak, so she staggered a

offer me a ride? What do you expect

for now. Don‘t worry. I’ll take her home.” Garrett didn‘t try to insist. Janet

slumped over her bed, murmuring something incoherent. Janet was worried about Laney. After tucking her in, she texted Ethan, telling

a splitting headache. Her grumpy expression, coupled with her pale,