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.

so much as a backward glance. She hadn’t forgiven Garrett, let alone allowed

with resolve, Garrett stood rooted in shock. He shook off his stupor

doing?” Garrett shoved lan aside impatiently. “Out

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

It’s none of your concern whether I seek out my wife and child. Don’t forget…”

arrogantly. “You’re merely an assistant. This

I am an assistant, and it’s my responsibility to resolve issues

you implying that resolving issues for your employer includes sending fake

smile. “Mr. Harding, I don’t know what you’re talking about. I serve Mrs.

eyes burning with rage, he demanded, “Tell me! Did you send the

countered,

to Laney and the time to acquire her ring to fabricate it. Can you honestly say you