Chapter 1318 Putting On A Show
The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire
The next morning, Janet was still sound asleep when Brandon pulled her out from the covers. His voice
sounded low and deep in her ear as he coaxed her out of her peaceful slumber, âWake up. We need to
go to the hospital for a check-up, remember?â Janet rubbed her bleary eyes, still half-asleep. A yawn
came from her as she playfully answered, âI donât want to get up.â Brandonâs lips curved into an
indulgent smile. He pinched her face affectionately and reminded her, âDonât you want to have a baby
soon?â
Janetâs eyes had drifted close as sleep lured her back, but her brows furrowed at his words. âIs that all
you care about? When the baby comes, will you only think about them?â
Brandon pulled her closer and whispered, âThat shouldnât even be a question. Youâll always be the
most precious person to me. You can go back to sleep if youâre still sleepy. We can go another time.â
Janet opened her eyes at that, cracking a smile. The truth was that she was also eager to have the
check-up, but she wanted to bask in her husbandâs affection first.
His answer seemingly satisfied her, ninja novel .com and she grinned, âGood answer. Come on, letâs go
to the hospital!â
The limo ground to a smooth halt at the hospital entrance. Frank was with the top doctor, waiting by the
gate. They saw Brandon and Janet getting out of the car and walked over to them. But before they
could reach the two, a disheveled woman came from nowhere and knelt down in front of Janet.
The sudden appearance startled her. The woman broke into tears and begged repeatedly, âPlease! I
wonât do it again. Please forgive me.â
Janet had not recognized her at first, but her voice was unmistakable. The woman who was now a
sobbing mess as she desperately pleaded was the once haughty Vivi.
Janet was yet to answer, and Vivi crawled over, trying to hold on to her leg. âIâm begging you, Miss
White. I swear Iâll never bother you again.â
The next moment, Brandon had stepped forward, pulling Janet back protectively. His face had
darkened at the crying woman. âWhat do you want?â
Janet asked, her face twisting into a frown. âYou brought this on yourself. Itâs none of my business.â
With Brandon standing watchfully beside her, Vivi didnât dare come closer to Janet.
She remained kneeling, not ceasing her frantic pleas.
âYouâre right. Itâs my fault. I know it was all because of me. I wonât ever do it again. Please, Miss White.
Have some mercy! Youâre a dignified lady, and Iâm just a commoner. Please have some compassion for
me.â
A crowd had slowly gathered around the scene, and some of them were quick to recognize the woman
who was desperately begging on her knees. None of them had ever imagined they would see Vivi, the
infamous Internet celebrity, in such a position. She had been subjected to heavy criticism in the recent
days, and the onlookers couldnât take their eyes off the scenario unfolding right in front of them.
Low murmurs came from the bystanders.
âWhy is she begging like that?. What did she do this time?â âWith the way sheâs crying, itâs hard to
believe that sheâs the same woman in the news about her these days.â
Their whispers reached Janetâs ears, and her frown deepened. Something told her the entire situation
was not as simple as it seemed. There had to be something else going on with Viviâs apology.
Her eyes scanned the area around them, and true enough, she spotted a man in the crowd holding up
his phone and discreetly recording the scene.
A similar inkling came to Brandon. He noticed the lurker almost at the same time Janet did. At once, he
signaled his bodyguards to take care of him.
Meanwhile, Vivi hadnât moved from her spot on the ground. Amplifying up her theatrics, she kept
putting on a show of despair. âIâm not like you, Miss White,â she sobbed. âI wasnât born into a good
family with a lot of wealth. Iâm just a country girl. I have no one to rely on but myself. Miss White, Iâm
begging you, please stop this. The rumors youâve spread have hurt me enough. I canât take it
anymore!â