The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Chapter 870 Be My Antialcoholism Medicine

The brightly lit city was a blur as the luxury car zoomed past, heading quickly towards the hotel. Janet felt dizzy and rested against Brandon’s chest. She felt uncomfortable and massaged her eyes.

“My head hurts. They made me drink a lot…” She pressed her cheek against Brandon’s neck and then she lifted her hand to rub his earlobe.

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Brandon’s eyes went dark. The choking alcohol smell from Janet made him feel uneasy, but there was nothing he could do about it.

Janet was so drunk she was acting without thinking. From time to time, she whispered sweet nothings in his ear and the smell of alcohol in her breath enveloped him. “Let me tell you a secret. My husband has a powerful business empire in Barnes and Seacisco, also, he’s the best to me…” Janet began to move restlessly in his arms before she completed her statement.

her, playing with her long curly hair, “Continue.” He was obviously enjoying this. A soft expression formed on his face, and the smile at the corners of his mouth

pressed closer to his ear and kept babbling away about her husband. With patience, the man listened. His eyes were kind, and his

sob. Tears trickled down her in a rush and landed on the back of his hand. Brandon wiped her tears

voice. Finally, she slowly fell into a deep sleep in his arms. They had gotten to the hotel by the time

as though she was a piece of driftwood in the sea. She clutched unto the man by her and for a second, she met his slightly chilly eyes. She panicked all of a sudden and didn’t know where to turn her eyes to. But

Janet cry and laugh, Brandon simply stretched out his hand to touch her forehead. She had a normal b*ody temperature, and there was no fever. It seemed she was just drunk. Not wanting anyone to see Janet in her drunken state, Brandon purposefully stood in front of her and pressed her

apple and neck, her vision blurry. She went on to place her hand on his lower b*ody

grabbed her restless hand. His sharp eyes then grazed behind him as he turned his head, causing everyone to

stepped out of the elevator. He had told Sean to investigate Janet’s whereabouts, so he knew the room she was

waiting for them in the room already. He was ready to draw Janet’s blood and have it tested. Janet hazily