The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Clenching his teeth, Ethan shot Garrett a murderous glare.

"You want me to pretend to be gay?" Garrett burst into unhinged laughter that lasted a long time.

When he finally was out of breath, he leaned back against the sofa and looked at his friend innocently.

"What else can you do? You want to help your wife using Brandon’s identity, but your wife refuses to accept Brandon’s kindness.And, as her husband, you can’t remain indifferent while knowing that Brandon’s hitting on your wife."

When he finished his words, he looked at Ethan, who was sitting against the light.

Garrett could only make out Ethan’s outline in the dazzling afternoon light.His friend seemed unfathomable.

Ethan put down the pen and leaned against his chair, gnashing his teeth angrily.

After a long time, he finally said with great reluctance, "I guess it is my only choice."

Garrett’s smile grew even wider, as though his trick had succeeded.He happily took a sip of the tea then set the cup on the table and smacked his lips.

"Dude, I told you I’m so smart.Who else could’ve come up with such a good idea? Now, you won’t have to go through all that trouble anymore." Ethan curved his mouth into a sneer.

"Of course only you could think of an idea so ridiculous, it might actually work, but it is also a double-edged sword."

Garrett sighed and said in a whining tone, "It took me a long time to solve this problem for you.How could you say that to me?".

Truth be told, Ethan thought Garrett’s idea was feasible.Even if Janet was under the impression that Brandon was gay, it wouldn’t change anything anyway.When he revealed his identity in the future, the misunderstanding would naturally disappear.But despite knowing this, he couldn’t help but feel awkward.

been much better if someone else could tell Janet

had to tell her himself that

for any straight

more the domineering and powerful CEO of the Larson Group? Garrett kept on

Brandon has erectile dysfunction.So even if Brandon had a crush on her, there’s nothing he could do about

mischievous man with countless tricks up

though the three generations before him were all wealthy businessmen,

a child, he thought differently-deviously,

erectile dysfunction," Ethan said in a voice so low that it sent a shiver

his hand dismissively and

more joking around.I think the first solution was better anyway.We’re at the

anything, but

******* 

early autumn in the

turn yellow and orange.The days were getting

the time people got off duty, the sun had already sunk in the

came back home,

out a can of ice cold

leaned against the refrigerator, his hooded eyes riddled

idea how to initiate the uncomfortable conversation

he was fretting, the

him.Her eyes curved in a smile like crescent

she said with