My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Janet thrashed around, struggling to escape.She tried biting his hand and kicked her legs.But she was no match to the driver.

He was a strong man who effortlessly dragged her out of the car.

Hannah wanted to help Janet, but the driver kicked her.

"You old bitch, get away from me!"

Then, he slammed the door shut and locked Hannah in the car.

"Hannah!"

Janet screamed as a lone tear trickled down from the corner of her eye.

When the driver closed the door, Janet quickly took the pen and stabbed it into his palm.

"Ouch! Damn it!"

The driver groaned in pain.The man’s face turned scarlet red and the blue veins on his forehead popped out.He quickly grabbed his wrist, and the blood trickled down from the tip of the pen.

Without looking back, Janet seized the opportunity to escape and ran into the forest.

The driver grew furious.He quickly took off his mask and pulled the pen from his palm.He sucked on his wound and spat out the blood.

you, bitch!"

the knife on his

ran as fast

past the maple forest, she arrived

above her,

taller than an average man’s

couldn’t run anymore.She bent down

the running had exhausted her.She turned around and found that the driver was still chasing after

Janet decided to hide in the cornfield

the corn leaves, and the sound of footsteps

cornfield, Janet held her breath and carefully listened to the

I know

leaped to her throat

grew louder, the corn leaf

down at her, looking like

"I found you, bitch!"

a piercing scream.She tried running away but the driver grabbed

ground with

the phone call.And how

of the cornfield with a ferocious look on his face.He squatted before Janet and slapped her face

I will