The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

So engrossed in the fabric of their fondness, the duo found themselves resisting separation when the studio loomed ahead.

Only when the summons of his professional commitments became unavoidable did Brandon, with a pang of reluctance, release his hold on Janet. No sooner had Janet stepped into the studio, a grin of satisfaction adorning her face, than Lexi rushed up to her, dropping a low whisper into her ear.

"Boss, Mrs.White has made her appearance." Confusion colored Janet’s features as she ventured into the studio, questioning, "What could possibly bring my mother here at this hour? Is there an issue?"

Lexi, equally at a loss, trailed Janet, whispering her uncertainties, "I wish I knew, but something about Mrs.White’s demeanor isn’t right.She seems troubled."

With a nod of acknowledgment, Janet made haste to her office.

Upon Janet’s entry, Johanna was seen perched on the couch, a storm of unease apparent in her demeanor. Maintaining her smile, Janet approached her mother, masking her perplexity.

"Mother, what brings you here all of a sudden?" Johanna, dismissing her daughter’s query, hurriedly moved to lock the door before approaching Janet with a gravely serious tone.

"The prenatal check-up from last week, did the results come in? What did they say?" The abruptness of Johanna’s question stunned Janet into silence.

Regaining composure, she queried in amazement, "Mother, how did you find out about our prenatal appointment last week?"

Exhaling in exasperation, Johanna responded, "My dear, have you forgotten? Vivi caught you two at the hospital entrance last time.Were you not heading for a check-up?"

Suddenly, Janet connected the dots.

"Oh, indeed." Johanna shook her head ruefully.

water under the bridge now.That’s not why I’m here."

her down on the sofa, her voice

up?" Johanna’s stern gaze sent shivers down

she masked her anxiety behind a reassuring

so concerned about this out of the blue?"

her brow furrowing as she insisted, "Janet, don’t conceal the truth any

reluctantly admitted, "It appears there may be some

Her voice dwindled.

Janet rushed to reassure her, "Mother, worry not.The marvels of modern medicine

at soothing only

etched across her face, "I am to blame…

replied, "Mother, what are you saying? How can

heads or tails of Johanna’s

issues concerning Brandon, Johanna

threatening in Johanna’s eyes, spill as she stroked Janet’s hand, struggling to voice her regret, "If we hadn’t been so reckless… you wouldn’t have had to Wieure such hardship for all these more… even more…"

she implicating herself? Janet’s

words, Johanna wiped away her tears,

we’ll find a way to treat and cure you.I’ve reached

an explosive, leaving

"I…"

herself, her mind