Chapter 153: He Doesn’t Like Women
The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire
Clenching his teeth, Ethan shot Garrett a murderous glare.
"You want me to pretend to be gay?" Garrett burst into unhinged laughter that lasted a long time.
When he finally was out of breath, he leaned back against the sofa and looked at his friend innocently.
"What else can you do? You want to help your wife using Brandonâs identity, but your wife refuses to
accept Brandonâs kindness.And, as her husband, you canât remain indifferent while knowing that
Brandonâs hitting on your wife."
When he finished his words, he looked at Ethan, who was sitting against the light.
Garrett could only make out Ethanâs outline in the dazzling afternoon light.His friend seemed
unfathomable.
Ethan put down the pen and leaned against his chair, gnashing his teeth angrily.
After a long time, he finally said with great reluctance, "I guess it is my only choice."
Garrettâs smile grew even wider, as though his trick had succeeded.He happily took a sip of the tea
then set the cup on the table and smacked his lips.
"Dude, I told you Iâm so smart.Who else couldâve come up with such a good idea? Now, you wonât have
to go through all that trouble anymore." Ethan curved his mouth into a sneer.
"Of course only you could think of an idea so ridiculous, it might actually work, but it is also a double-
edged sword."
Garrett sighed and said in a whining tone, "It took me a long time to solve this problem for you.How
could you say that to me?".
Truth be told, Ethan thought Garrettâs idea was feasible.Even if Janet was under the impression that
Brandon was gay, it wouldnât change anything anyway.When he revealed his identity in the future, the
misunderstanding would naturally disappear.But despite knowing this, he couldnât help but feel
awkward.
Itâd have been much better if someone else could tell Janet that Brandon was gay.
But now he had to tell her himself that he liked men.
It was hard for any straight man to say it.
How much more the domineering and powerful CEO of the Larson Group? Garrett kept on smiling and
winked at him.
"I have another idea.You could tell Janet that Brandon has erectile dysfunction.So even if Brandon had
a crush on her, thereâs nothing he could do about it.".
Garrett was such a mischievous man with countless tricks up his sleeve.
Even though he was born into a business-inclined family and even though the three generations before
him were all wealthy businessmen, he didnât take after them at all.
Ever since he was a child, he thought differently-deviously, if Ethan were to put it lightly.
"I think youâll soon be the one with erectile dysfunction," Ethan said in a voice so low that it sent a
shiver down Garrettâs spine.
But Garrett waved his hand dismissively and laughed.
"Okay, okay, no more joking around.I think the first solution was better anyway.Weâre at the end of our
rope.This is our only choice."
Ethan didnât say anything, but his dark expression spoke volumes.
*******
It was early autumn in the Seacisco city.
The originally green leaves started to turn yellow and orange.The days were getting shorter and
shorter.
By the time people got off duty, the sun had already sunk in the horizon.
Today, when Ethan came back home, Janet wasnât there.
He opened the refrigerator, took out a can of ice cold beer and gulped it down.
Then he crushed the can and leaned against the refrigerator, his hooded eyes riddled with anxiety.
Ethan didnât have the slightest idea how to initiate the uncomfortable conversation with Janet.
Just as he was fretting, the door opened.
Janet walked in and stopped when she saw him.Her eyes curved in a smile like crescent moons.
"Youâre home early today!" she said with pleasant surprise.
As she spoke, she walked to the fridge and put in all the fruits and vegetables she had just bought.
Noticing that there was something wrong with Ethanâs expression, Janet turned to look at him
questioningly.
"Whatâs with the long face? Is there anything wrong?"
Ethan took a deep breath to calm himself down.His jaw tightened and his eyes grew even more
serious.
"So, I reached out to Brandon.Although I didnât meet him face-to-face, I talked to him over the phone."
Janetâs eyes went wide with disbelief.
Then, she asked him curiously, "Howâd you manage to get in touch with him?"
She was already satisfied with the fact that Ethan said heâd talk to Brandon, but she didnât expect that
heâd actually be able to reach the President of the Larson Group.
Even she, an employee of his, couldnât just waltz into his office and talk to him.
Ethanâs slippers squeaked as he walked across the apartment to the sofa.
Lowering his eyes, he said, "I have my ways."
"Okay then.So what did he say? Was he mean?" Janet asked tentatively.
She followed Ethan to the sofa, but she didnât sit down.She could feel that Ethan was upset, so she
couldnât help but feel a little anxious.
Ethan rubbed the back of his neck and pursed his lips into a straight line.
After a long time, he said with great difficulty, "You donât have to worry about Brandon anymore.He
doesnât like women."