The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

When Janet woke up, it was already noon of the following day.

She stretched and immediately felt the soreness and stiffness of her whole body.

Almost as if she had been hit by a car.

Annoyed, she glared at Brandon, only to find the man already awake and grinning down at her.

His eyes were deep and dark on her.

“Morning, honey.” Brandon pulled Janet in his arms, kissing her gently on her hair.

“Are you still angry?” With her head on Brandon’s chest, she could clearly hear his strong heartbeat.

The sound of it cooled Janet down.

“I know you’re not the kind of man who confines his wife at home. You said that yesterday to motivate me, didn’t you?” Janet concluded.

“You finally understand,” Brandon said with a slight smile.

Janet looked up and Brandon saw the determination in her eyes.

“I accept your challenge. After eight months, assess my studio’s profit and loss. By that time I will definitely impress you.”

Janet’s confidence made Brandon’s heart throb.

was holding such a woman in his

“Just do what you want to do. Let me know if you have any problems. I’ll always be behind you

affectionate promise

live with for the rest of her life? Having a child as outstanding as

but

was the day Janet would leave W

now fully decorated

had also helped

her social media platforms knew she was an independent designer

to stay in

W Marks’s shuffling from foot

spot a thousand

time, she felt

move on from being a designer in W Marks into

felt a little scared! Janet could not rule out the source of her

the future she was

Marks, the place she considered

to face

face was to return to W Marks

a deep breath, Janet put on a smile and strolled

next second, a loud bang sounded,

showered over her

her colleagues jumped out from behind the door, cheering and shouting