Chapter 190: Brandon And Ethan
The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire
âSorry, I have an upset stomach. I need to stay here a bit longer, but I think Iâm almost done,â Ethan
said with difficulty. He seemed to be uncomfortable judging from the tone of his voice. There was only
one way in and out of the menâs room, and Ethan couldnât have gone anywhere, so Janet didnât think
too much about it.
âIâll wait for you outside the bathroom.â
After a slight pause, she pursed her lips and added in a concerned voice, âIf you donât feel well, do you
need me to look for some medicine for you? Maybe you ate something bad. Do you have diarrhea?â
But as far as she could recall, she and Ethan had eaten the same food that day.......
âNo, no, itâs okay. Just wait there. Iâll be right out.â A very low sigh came from the other end of the line
then Ethan hung up the phone. Janet was idly tinkering with her phone when a tall and strong figure
loomed in front of her.
It was none other than Brandon. He was wearing a black mask that covered his eyes and nose,
exposing only his mouth and a pair of black pupils.
Startled, Janet nearly gasped, but she quickly recovered.
âGood evening, Mr. Larson.â
Why didnât Brandon make a sound when he walked? He was like a ghost. Without saying a word,
Brandon nodded at Janet and strode into the menâs room.
Janet instantly felt that something was off.
Ethan was in the bathroom, too. She quickly dialed his number again. Unbeknownst to her, inside the
menâs room, Brandon had just entered the second stall and was changing his clothes as quickly as he
could.
Just as Ethan took off his pants, his phone started ringing again. He quickly put on his pants and didnât
even have the time to buckle up. Panicked, he fished his phone out of the pocket of his suit and
answered the call.
âWhat?â
âWhy did it take you so long to answer the phone?â Janet asked, her voice dripping with suspicion.
âI was washing my hands so I couldnât pick up right away.â Ethanâs forehead broke out in cold sweat as
he lied through his teeth.
âOh, okay. Hurry up.â Without waiting for a response, Janet hung up the phone.
A few minutes later, Ethan finally came out. Janet walked around him and inspected his clothing.
Narrowing her eyes in suspicion, she asked, âWhat took you so long? Why are your clothes wrinkled?â
She could clearly see the creases on Ethanâs suit.Besides, when Brandon went to the bathroom just
now, it took Ethan a while before he answered the phone.Did something happen between the two of
them in the bathroom?
When this thought crossed her mind, Janet frowned deeply. She asked Ethan in a roundabout way,
âDid you run into Brandon in the bathroom? He went in just now.â
Ethan could keenly sense that Janet was onto something. Although he wasnât sure exactly what she
was thinking, he knew that it definitely wasnât something good. He broke into a smile and put his arm
around her shoulder, intending to take her to the dance floor.
âNo, I didnât. Did I make you wait long? Are you tired? Do you want to get something to eat?â
âIâm not hungry yet. You really didnât see Brandon?â Janet asked persistently even as Ethan nearly
dragged her away from the menâs room.
She kept looking back, paying close attention to the bathroom door. Seeing this, Ethan stopped and
asked, âWhat are you looking at?â
Janet took his hand and started walking back toward the bathroom.
âWhy are you in such a hurry? I just found out that the clothes Brandon gave me were super expensive.
Letâs wait for him to come out. I have to thank him properly.â
Ethan pressed his fingers against the area between his eyebrows, feeling helpless. He could do
nothing but follow as Janet pulled him back to the menâs room, not knowing how to deal with the
current situation.
After checking the time on her phone, Janet looked at the bathroom door and pursed her lips.
âBrandon has been in there for so long. Why hasnât he come out yet?â