The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Upon seeing Laney’s face contort as if she were scrutinizing a freak, Garrett hastily clarified, “I didn’t follow you. I just happened to see you and the baby when I came here. Unsure of how to approach you, I only dared to trail you in silence.”

Laney’s expression remained unreadable as she inquired, “Did you ask the cashier to comp our purchase?”

“I just wanted to take care of you,” Garrett admitted, a hint of worry in his voice. “I feared you wouldn’t accept my money…

After a few seconds of contemplative silence, Laney decided to disregard him. She addressed the cashier icily, “I’ll pay for it myself.”

“But…” The cashier, noting the pitiable look on Garrett’s face, attempted to vouch for him. “Your husband meant well. If you two are having a disagreement…”

“I’ll pay!” Laney’s voice cut through the air like a shard of ice.

“Okay!” The cashier hastily accepted her money.

settled the bill, Laney pushed the stroller out of the store without so much as a backward glance. She hadn’t forgiven Garrett, let alone allowed herself to converse with him

shook off his stupor after a few seconds and

you doing?” Garrett shoved lan aside

spoke evenly. “Mr. Harding, since Mrs. Harding doesn’t wish to see you, it would be best

joke. “I’m her husband. It’s none of

into lan’s chest arrogantly. “You’re

and replied, “Indeed, I am an assistant, and it’s my responsibility

his eyes, Garrett questioned, “So, are you implying that resolving issues for

smile. “Mr. Harding, I don’t know what you’re talking about. I serve Mrs. Harding and only act in the best interest of her

mounted. Seizing lan’s collar, his eyes burning with rage, he demanded, “Tell me! Did you send

indifferently and countered, “Do you have

the only one with access to Laney and the time to acquire her