Chapter 1122


    The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire


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    Chapter 1122 New Neighbor


    “That’s impossible. My parents would never knowingly sell the house to you, Brandon,” J said,


    although she wasn’t sure why she felt so confident about that.


    Then she said to the phone, “I have to hang up now, Laney, but we’ll discuss it soon.”


    After disconnecting, J called Beal.


    Beal was overjoyed to receive a call from J. “Sweetheart, are youing home for dinner, or do


    you need my help with something?”


    The loving and open way Beal greeted her lightened J’s mood and dispelled her gloominess.


    J replied in a soft voice. “Dad, did you sell the house in Malus Bay to Brandon?”


    “Brandon paid three times the market price. It’s all legal and above board. We transferred the money


    into your ount. You know we couldn’t manage to sell the houses in Malus Bay for a long time. We’re


    actually grateful for his help,” Beal exined, gently.


    J checked her messages and realized she had been so busy at work earlier that she hadn’t noticed


    the message from the bank. She had indeed received arge sum of money.


    The two of them were silent for a few seconds, and then


    Beal asked, “Are you angry? I’m sorry I didn’t tell you before. Do you want us to return the money to


    Brandon and tell him to move out?”


    “No, Dad. You’ve all signed the contracts to sell, and you’d have to pay damages if he sued you. It’s too


    much trouble.” J hung up the phone, took a deep breath and red at the man on the adjacent


    balcony. “You’re really something else. It only took you a few days to get my dad and mom on your


    side.”


    “All parents want what’s best for their children. Your parents just want you to be happy.” Brandon put


    down his wine ss. His voice was calm, but his eyes were sharp.


    J smiled. “Fine. Just live there. It’s not as though you can affect my life just by living near me.” J


    She turned around. Laughter bubbled in her chest when she felt someone behind her.


    She turned her head and stared at him incredulously. The idiot had jumped across from his balcony to


    hers. “What’s wrong with you, Brandon?” she asked, taken aback. “How dare you?”


    Brandon lowered his head and nuzzled his cheek against J’s throat.


    J stiffened. She tried to push him away, but he only held her tighter. She couldn’t move at all.


    Brandon’s face then moved closer.


    His soft lips brushed hers in a gentle kiss. J took a few steps back. It was happening so fast. One


    moment Brandon was speaking to her from his balcony. Then hended behind her. She raised her


    eyes and cursed him. “Do you know how dangerous that was? If you want to die, leave me out of it!


    This is my parents’ property. A death will ruin the resell value!”


    Brandon narrowed his eyes and looked at J’s corbone. He smiled helplessly and buttoned her


    blouse. “I can jump a lot further than that.”


    J was speechless. His behavior was maddening. She felt annoyed.


    Brandon hadn’t changed. He was as selfish as ever. He didn’t care about her feelings at all. If


    something happened to him, J couldn’t even imagine how she would survive without him. *


    Tears streamed down her pretty face.


    Brandon was stunned. He wiped her tears and said, somehow irritably, “Why are you crying again? Are


    you women all made of water? If you don’t want to see me, I’ll go. You go to bed and rest, okay?”


    He was about to vault over the balcony again, when J grabbed his arm.


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