The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Garrett’s visage bore the weight of exhaustion, his desolate expression a far cry from the suave and debonair nobleman he once was.

For the first time, Janet saw him in such a state, gasping in astonishment,

“What’s wrong with you?”

With a feeble attempt at a smile, Garrett replied, “I’m fine.” Brandon crossed his arms and regarded him with indifference. “You can’t torment yourself like this just because your wife and child left you. Who are you trying to impress with this misery?” His eyes shimmering with pain, Garrett murmured, “Yes, they’re not with me, and no one will care about what I look like.”

The memory of the last time ninjanovel.com he saw Laney and their baby had grown hazy. To alleviate his pain, Janet quickly changed the subject. “What brings. you to us today?” Snapping out of his thoughts, he managed a bitter smile. “I wanted to share a meal with you. Do you have time?” Exchanging glances, Janet and Brandon sighed.

They retreated to an elegant restaurant, reserving the most secluded private room.

As the food arrived, Garrett filled his glass with wine and downed it in one swift motion.

voice muffled. “Is she doing well?

her a few

her surprise, he merely shook his head and released a wry chuckle. Undeterred, he continued to drown his sorrows

as his close

head, whispering, “Let him release his emotions. He’s been holding them in

maintained contact with him, staying informed about his situation to some

had buried his pain beneath an avalanche of work, fearing he

to his family

in his office or the once-promising abode he and Laney had acquired. Despite his parents’ persistent pleas

didn’t dare to trouble Laney again, nor did they insist on seeing

the last drop of wine on the

eyeing the two friends. “Why are you still so close?”