The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire
Chapter 908

Chapter 908

The Substitute Wife My Poor Husband is a Billionaire

Chapter 908 Being Refused Again

Expressionlessly, Janet pushed Derek away from her, maintaining a pointed distance. “The rumorsabout Mr. Wesley and me are all fake. I’m deeply in love with my husband, and I don’t have time to playwith a little boy like you.”

“What little boy? Janet! I’m already 20 years old!” Derek frowned and petulantly asked, “How old areyou?”

Rubbing her forehead, Janet explained, “You misunderstood me. Please listen to what I’m trying to sayhere. You don’t really like me like that. Not really. You’re just enjoying the idea of taking somethingaway from someone else.”

Derek grabbed Janet’s arm, denying everything she said. “You have to give me a chance. I’ll provemyself to you.” Despite his sober tone of voice, Janet was convinced that he hadn’t understood a singlething she’d said.

Sighing deeply, Janet closed her eyes to compose herself and said, “I’m sorry but I can’t give you thischance. You have to learn that you can’t just flirt with anyone you take a fancy to.”

Janet thought of Garrett. He used to be such a playboy himself, but now… He was utterly Laney’s.

However, she couldn’t really compare Derek and Garrett. Janet had no idea what Derek would grow upto be.

“I’m a desperate man, being rejected by my true love. Will no one show me mercy but God?!” Derekcried, his eyebrows raising to the skies. Janet was growing increasingly annoyed at his behavior.

Janet rolled her eyes, realizing what a waste of time and energy it was to try to persuade Derek to alterhis course. “Then you can go pray to God now. I have to get back to work. Take care, Mr. Ramsey.”Janet turned around and left.

Derek collapsed into depression. She’d scolded him for absolutely no reason!

He told himself that he wasn’t obsessed. Derek could get any woman he wanted. But, then, whycouldn’t he get Janet?

All this time, Wilder had been impatiently waiting in the car outside. “Derek, get in already,” he said.

Derek followed his order but not silently. He sat down and emphatically slammed the door, emphasizinghis anger with a loud bang.

“Were you just fighting with Janet? Judging by how red your faces got, even from back here, it lookedlike quite the argument.” Wilder tried to sound as lighthearted as possible. In truth, however, he wasworried that Derek had messed up badly again and he’d have to deal with it. Derek was in no mood tospeak, so he just replied with a small “No”.

Wilder pointedly smacked his lips together. He could see how dejected and upset Derek looked in therearview mirror. The last time he’d been like this was when he was being bullied by other models whenhe first entered the industry.

“If you have something to say, out with it already!” Wilder said. “I promise not to speak a word of it toanyone. You’ll feel better if you just tell me now rather than crying to yourself alone at home tonight. Ifyou bottle it up that long, it’ll just interfere with your work tomorrow.” Wilder heaved a sigh.

After not responding for a while, Derek finally replied, “Wilder, I don’t have any idea what love actuallyis, do I?” This was unbelievable. Why was such a playboy as Derek asking a bachelor like Wilder for

advice in this area?

Wilder looked back at him in the rearview mirror and burst into laughter. “You’re talking crazy. True loveisn’t something just for everyone.”

Seeing Derek lean against the window, lost in thought, Wilder changed his tone to a more serious oneand added, “Your fans won’t accept you replaceing true love now, anyway. Just stick to your job, and stopworrying.”

Derek gave a small, humorless laugh. He said nothing more. He opened his window, letting the coolwind from outside wash across his troubled face. Finally, he began to relax.

Meanwhile, outside a certain private hospital in Barnes… After work was finished, Elizabeth rushedover there, having found the location on Frank’s business card. Work time was done. The hospital wasvery quiet, with very few nurses still left around.

Elizabeth dialed the phone number on Frank’s business card. After letting it ring a few times, there wasstill no answer. When she saw a nurse p@ssby, Elizabeth caught her attention and asked, “Can you tellme where Dr. Watson’s office is?”

“First left down that hallway.” The nurse pointed the way and proceeded down the hallway, documentsin hand.