The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Watching Lexi vanish into the distance, Janet couldn’t help but pout, “Why did she run away so fast?”

With his arm around her shoulder, Brandon gently said, “As a boss, you shouldn’t make your assistant work overtime on opening day. Let’s head back; the client isn’t going anywhere.”

Janet sighed, feeling helpless since Lexi had already left and she couldn’t investigate further.

“I guess things have to be left as they are. I’ll look into it tomorrow.” Brandon smiled and led her to the car.

With her chin propped up, she gazed out the window, contemplating how to address Carly’s issue.

It wasn’t until the car stopped and she saw the unfamiliar scenery outside that she realized something was off.

“Aren’t we supposed to be going home? Where are we?”

Grinning, Brandon revealed, “Today’s the first day your studio is open. I booked a table at your favorite restaurant to celebrate your business’s successful launch.”

As he spoke, he exited the car and gallantly opened the door for Janet, extending his hand to help her out.

Janet smiled and took Brandon’s hand.

so sweet

for the restaurant to prepare Janet’s favorite dishes, and once they were seated, the waiter brought the food

felt grateful seeing her husband being so thoughtful

across from her and

a glass of wine for Janet and

waiter brought a special cake that Brandon

furrowed her brows and asked, “Why is the cake this

her preferences; why would he order a cake in her least favorite flavor? Brandon also

I ordered.

waiter quickly checked the order and

until Brandon’s impatience grew that they realized the cake was indeed

sorry! I’m really

a cake, and both cakes were accidentally

scene and simply waved his hand, allowing the waiter to correct

detached

your cake. I’ll buy

to see the tall,

a smile on his lips, his