The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Chapter 1142 A Married Woman

The information showed that Janet was a married woman. “What a pity! She got married at such a young age.” Clyde fixed his gaze on Janet’s photo on the computer screen.

Janet looked so young. He assumed she was still a college student or something, but he didn’t think she was married Brandon Larson from the Larson Group was her husband. Brandon’s influence should not be underestimated. Clyde gave Brandon’s information a serious look. He sipped the wine from the glass on the table. His grin broadened.

Nowadays, most upper-class married couples appeared united on the outside but were divided from within. There was a lot of talk about wealthy noble women having young lovers and wealthy successful men having affairs with their secretaries. Clyde gulped down all the wine in his glass. He grinned while looking at the photo of Janet again.

Janet’s marrying Brandon was a wise decision since she came from the White family, but the two might not have strong feelings for each other.

He still had a chance to have a relationship with Janet.

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garage of Brandon’s villa,

excellent service, playing the role of Janet’s assistant. He bent down and lifted Janet as soon as her feet touched the ground He entered the living room after a

at home.” Janet felt shy. She covered her flushed face

the sofa. Brandon glanced at the sizzling dishes on the

ready. As soon as I smell them. I can tell they’ve been prepared by her.” Janet rushed into the kitchen

a letter on the table to her and said, “There’s a letter here. She seems to have left

out, holding the door frame. She had looked in the kitchen and the living room and hadn’t found Hannah She looked at the letter, pursed her lips, and moved closer. It was indeed Hannah’s handwriting— “Janet, I’ve decided to return to the village. The pumpkins at home are almost ripe. I have to go back and collect them. I had a great time at your house. You don’t need to always worry about me. You have to take care of yourself.

frowned as she read the last sentence, tears

and happy all of the time. In her eyes, she regarded Janet as a

he was at a loss