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.

decided to continue to work at W Marks, he decided that he’d keep all of his feelings

he eventually no longer felt

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Brandon hadn’t gone to work. Instead, he brought Janet breakfast in bed with

the omelet he’d made and guessed that Brandon was going to ask her out

felt playful. “I don’t have any

after breakfast, Brandon asked her to change into

already waiting

clothes, but before she was done, Brandon said, “I need to change as well. We’re going to see the kids today. I should be dressed

at Brandon in confusion and forgot to zip

opened the wardrobe and glanced at Janet’s bre@sts. “We’re going to a charity event today. Every three years, I meet the children we funded. This gives

nodded. So it wasn’t

was also happy she could go to the Larson Group charity event

He

tried to struggle but failed.

take long,” Brandon replied in

and pressed

and he was about to continue, there was suddenly the sounds of knocking at the door. “Who is

Brandon’s voice from outside the door, however. He continued to knock. “Mr. Larson, the driver has been waiting for you, and he asked me

driver downstairs didn’t know that he’d