Chapter 56: She Refused My Money
The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire
The bar looked dim except for the occasional neon lights that flashed from time to time.
The loud music vibrated through the floor.
Seeing Ethan walking into the bar, Garrett quickly drove away the beautiful women clinging to him and
straightened his clothes.
After hearing why Ethan was here today, Garrett burst out laughing.
"I canât believe youâd come to me one day for such a thing." Ethan slowly picked up the glass.
The dim lights softened his features, making him look more handsome.
He leaned against the sofa, stretching out his long legs.
"Mind your tongue.Unless you donât want to have weekends this month."
Garrett cleared his throat and swallowed the rest of his words.He picked a glass of wine and sat beside
Ethan.
"Do you want me to be single all my life? My eighteenth girlfriend is waiting for me to take her on a date
this weekend."
"Didnât you say that your seventeenth girlfriend was pregnant? Donât you want to get married?"
Ethan frowned and took a sip of the wine.
"How could I marry a woman pregnant with another manâs child?"
Garrett sneered but quickly rearranged his expression and smiled at Ethan.
"Coaxing women is easy," he said, scratching his chin.
"If you knowingly or unknowingly piss her off, just apologize to her.Hug her and say something sweet.Her
anger will quickly subside."
Ethan rolled his eyes impatiently.
"Whatâs the matter with you? If I knew what to say, I wouldnât be asking you for help."
"Are you serious?"
Garrett downed the remaining contents of his drink and pushed his glass up.
After a momentâs thought, he asked, "Do you know what she likes? Buy her something she likes:
branded bags, jewelry, clothes.Buy a lot of the most expensive things she likes, and just shower her with
gifts.I promise she will calm down the next day."
Ethanâs face was hidden in the dark; only his high nose was revealed.
His fingertips drew circles on the rim of the glass.
"She likes those things, but thatâs only because she can sell them for money.Iâd rather give her the
money directly."
"Hmm⦠Your wife is quite interesting," Garrett said, smiling.
Ethan glared at him.
Garrett immediately waved his hand and explained, "I didnât mean that.Donât get me wrong.Since she
likes money, it will be easier to solve the problem.Youâre a wealthy man, after all."
Ethan stood up and patted Garrettâs shoulder.
His eyes darkened.
"Thatâs enough for today.Donât drink too much.Iâll give your idea a try."
Janet didnât sleep well last night.
She looked listless when she woke up in the morning.
As soon as she walked out of her room, she saw Ethan standing at the door.
He slid a bank card into her bag and said, "This is my payment card.You can use it as you like."
Janet looked at him.
Then, she took the card from her bag and placed it on the table.
"No, thanks.You keep the card for yourself.Weâre just a nominal couple that doesnât get along well with
each other.How can I use your money?"
Judging from her tone, it was obvious that her anger hadnât subsided one bit.
Ethanâs towering frame blocked her path.
Ethan picked up the card from the table and forcefully pressed it on Janetâs palm.
"Take it,"he said, closing her fingers against it.
Janet was startled.
"Why are you standing here, blocking my way? Wonât you let me go if I donât take it?"
Looking at her cold face, Ethan felt she was distant and aloof.He didnât know what to do.
"I didnât mean that."He frowned.
"Such being the case, get out of my way.Or I will be late for work."
Janet threw the card back to the table, pushed him away with her elbow, and walked out, closing the
door behind her.
His face darkened as he slumped on the sofa.
Pleasing a woman didnât seem as simple as Garrett had claimed it to be.
Therefore, he called the man right away.
"She refused my money.Think of another solution for me."