The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband is a Billionaire Chapter 452

Read The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband is a Billionaire Chapter 452

The waiting game was always the hardest.

Ethan sat with Janet in one of the corridors of the hospital.

It was mid-January by then and still a bit cold. Johanna wore a dark green maxi dress with a white cashmere coat on top. Her eyes kept darting between Janet and the man next to her as they waited.

Brandon Larson.

She had seen his face in their wedding photos on the news, but she didn’t like him very much.

Brandon was indeed a handsome man, but Johanna didn’t think that was a good thing. Rich, good-looking men more often than not turned out to be playboys.

And Brandon was rich, handsome, and successful. He had to be a scheming person, right?

On the other hand, Janet was a kind and lovely girl. She could easily have been played by Brandon.

But now that she, Johanna, was here for Janet, she would never let Brandon bully Janet.

Ethan could sense the hostility in Johanna’s eyes whenever she looked at him, but considering how she might be his mother-in-law, he could only politely nod to her.

Whenever their eyes met, it was hard to tell which one of them was the dominant one.

Soon, a man with glasses and in his mid-fifties arrived. He looked like a well-read gentleman.

“Jo, I’m sorry I’m late. Traffic was so heavy on the way here.” The man wiped the sweat on his forehead and apologized sincerely.

He wasn’t that handsome. In fact, he looked pretty plain. But his eyes were bright and had a certain look of wisdom to them.

Johanna’s eyes flitted to the man. Although she was scolding him, her eyes were gentle. “How could you be late for something as important as this? I’ll deal with you when we get home!”

“I’m really sorry, Jo. I swear to God that I left early! Can you not punish me today? You just punished me recently…” The man tugged at the corner of Johanna’s clothes like a little kid.

Obviously, Beal white, a business whiz in Barnes, was a hen-pecked husband.

The second Janet saw him, she instantly recognized his eyes–because they looked exactly like hers.

While Beal was trying to butter Johanna up, he noticed Janet’s intent gaze.

At a glance, he felt that Janet had the exact same temperament as Johanna’s. And he had also noticed Janet’s eyes.

He rubbed his hands excitedly and walked up to the girl. “You must be Janet, am I right? Nice to finally meet you.”

“Nice to meet you too, Mr. White.” For some reason, Janet suddenly grew nervous. Ethan had just managed to calm her down, but now, she couldn’t help but want to cry again.

“You look a lot like Jo when she was young. How old are you? You should’ve graduated from college by now, right? Where did you study? Do you have a job now? Do you want to work in Barnes?” Beal was so excited that he kept firing questions at her, one after another.

Seeing the way Brandon’s arm was tightly wrapped around Janet’s shoulder, there was a flicker of annoyance in Beal’s eyes. “Mr. Larson, do you mind giving us some space?”

Beal had no clue what Janet saw in her husband.

Ethan was a little stunned, but he obliged and walked away to give the two a chance to talk.

Seeing that Janet looked a bit flustered hearing all these questions, Johanna patted Beal’s shoulder. “Give our daughter some time to think before you ask more questions!”

Beal scratched the back of his head and smiled sheepishly. “Okay, okay. We can talk later. Let’s do the paternity test first.”

Ethan and Johanna had decided prior to do the paternity test at Frank’s hospital.

And to err on the side of caution, Johanna had also sent another blood sample to their own hospital in Barnes.

After the paternity test was done, the Whites asked Frank nervously, “When will the results come out?”

Frank took off his mask and said calmly, “Today.”

“Oh, my God! That’s great!” Johanna exclaimed, holding Beal’s hand excitedly. “I don’t want to go home and come back later for this. Let’s just wait here.”

Of course, the obedient Beal agreed.

“We should wait as well.” Ethan knew that his wife was feeling extremely anxious now. She wasn’t a talkative person to begin with, and she usually fell completely silent in important situations like this.

“Okay,” Janet said softly, her hands trembling slightly.

It wasn’t until late afternoon when Frank approached them with the report.

“The results are ready. Please follow me to my office.”