The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Ethan choked on air with shock. His hold on Janet slacked as he covered his mouth and coughed violently. He was flushed and out of breath by the time he recovered, and even his ears were burning.

Sean was just as startled by Janet’s question that he lost control of the steering wheel. The car swerved to the side of the road and almost ran into a tree before he finally got it back on trackSean thumped his fist against his chest and bit his lips in an effort to compose himself. 

“Where in the world did you get that idea?” Ethan asked, his face a mask of disbelief.

It was Janet’s turn to blush. By all accounts, she was still a conservative and rather pure woman, and this topic was throwing her out of her comfort zone.She lowered her head and fiddled with her fingers nervously. 

“When you said you were going to see Brandon, you made it sound like you two are very close. And remember the big fight we had over Christopher? Shortly after, he was transferred to Snape. I heard that Brandon was behind it, but what reason could he possibly have to do that all of a sudden?”

Ethan let out a short, helpless sigh. “Have you ever considered that it might all be just coincidence?”

“Oh, please. There can’t be so many coincidences happening around me in such a short span of time. Brandon has also helped me numerous times in the company. I only told him a few words regarding that incident with Hannah, and he took care of it right away. Is that still a coincidence?” Janet was turning frantic. 

more she said the words out loud, the more convinced she was of her presumptions. “Besides, you said so yourself that Brandon isn’t into women,

moment, unable to come up with anything to refute her claims with.

eyes and rubbed his nose. He racked his brains for

make it clear to me, then?” she

You

had they

and she couldn’t bear to think any further

see Brandon,” he said, following it up with a silent curse at Garrett. He shouldn’t have gone

deep sigh. She didn’t believe a single word he said. She fell back wearily against her seat and looked out the window again.They had arrived at their neighborhood at this

angrily tossed her mask into the trash bin, feeling upset for some reason. Despite their

his arms. His face was serious, and his tone was firm when he said, “I promise you, it’s not what you think. I can’t give you a proper explanation right now,but I need you to trust me

struggle against his grasp, but she could only look up at him in the end. He didn’t seem to be lying, but she couldn’t dispel her