The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

The Substitute Wife My Poor Husband is a Billionaire

Chapter 922 Go See The Kids

Draco had been worried that what had happened would affect Janet at work.

He hadn’t expected that Janet would handle it well.

Draco stopped frowning, stroked the face of the woman in the drawing and smiled.

When he first started this artwork, Janet had just started working at W Marks. Time passed quickly.

When Janet first arrived at W Marks on her first day, she was wearing her hair in a ponytail. She had desperately wanted to be a designer and had always worked hard. No matter how hard the task, she’d always fully thrown herself into it, in order to be the best. Sometimes when she was set up by hostile colleagues, she would fight back smartly.

That was when Draco decided that what he wanted was to be her protector.

Looking at the portrait, Draco found that Janet had grown so much more composed and mature since then. She was practically a different person now. He couldn’t help but feel sad.

“It’s time to let it go.” He was talking to himself, with a self-deprecating smirk at the corners of his mouth. He packed all the sketches away into the box.

Draco closed his eyes and let out a long sigh.

work at W Marks, he decided that he’d keep all of his feelings for her to himself from

no longer felt

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up, she discovered that Brandon hadn’t gone to work. Instead, he brought Janet breakfast

he’d made and guessed that Brandon was going to

don’t have any plans. I’ve only

Brandon asked her

waiting

need to change as well. We’re

kids?” Janet looked back at Brandon in confusion and

“We’re going to a charity event today. Every three years, I meet the children we funded.

So it wasn’t a date after

she could go to the Larson Group charity

her hands, stopping her. He removed her unzipped dress,

tried to struggle but failed. “Brandon,” she

long,” Brandon replied in

high above her head and pressed her against the back of the

passionately. But by the time his hands reached her thighs and he was about to continue, there was suddenly the sounds of knocking at the door.

continued to knock. “Mr. Larson, the driver has

downstairs didn’t know that he’d made