My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Laney tucked the knife away and pressed her hand against her bleeding shoulder. Gritting her teeth, she shot a murderous glare at Garret.

Seeing that Laney was injured, Garrett finally came to his senses. He ran to her and helped her stand up.

“I’m sorry. I was too slow. Come on. I’ll take you back to the hospital.” Laney sighed and shook her head wryly.

“I just got out of the hospital. Now I have to go back there again?” Staring at her bleeding wound, Garrett frowned and his expression darkened. He picked up his phone and dialed a number.

“Don’t worry about that now.” In Laney’s eyes, it was best to solve the problem in front of them first. Cradling her wound, she said through gritted teeth, “I’m fine. Call the police. Let’s sort this out first.”

Judging from what had just happened, the woman’s original target was Garrett.

After mulling over it for a while, Laney asked Garrett seriously, “Who is this woman? Why did she try to stab you?”

suddenly exploded into tears. She thrashed

glared at Garrett with resentment, and then her hateful gaze

a fucking tomboy! I can’t believe

hospital?” Garrett asked,

your new lover? Garrett, you abandoned me and left me in the hospital. What kind of man are you? I hope you rot in hell, you bastard!” The woman

frowned. After some slight hesitation, his voice softened somewhat.

your parents.

Fortunately, the security guards in the area

on the ground, Laney’s wounded shoulder, and her paper -white face. Garrett explained

he said to his assistant, “Stay here and see it through. I have to take Laney to have her wound treated first. We’ll talk about the