My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

The next morning, Lila arrived at the hospital with various concoctions with her. She knocked on the door and entered the ward. Both Janet and her parents were genuinely taken aback at her appearance. They hadn’t expected her, of all people, to pay a visit.

After hearing everything from Ethan just the day before, Beal and Johanna just couldn’t bring themselves to be amicable with Lila now.

“What are you doing here?” Beal asked.

Contrary to his characteristic disposition as a loving father, he now pulled a long face to show his disgruntlement. Johanna didn’t even afford Lila a cursory glance and kept her gaze averted from the offending woman.

Lila really didn’t expect the two of them to be so openly cold towards her. According to what Charis had told her, she started to cry bitterly in front of her parents and Janet.

“Dad, Mom! I am so sorry!”

on her knees before them

they had always treated her as their own flesh and blood. Regardless of the fact that Lila didn’t achieve good grades at school and also didn’t have

Lila with a frown creased across her forehead. She felt crestfallen. Lila cried with absolute

was something wrong with Janet’s parachute, but I deliberately concealed

cowered in a subservient, apologetic manner before Janet. Janet was also frightened by this uncharacteristic behavior. She hadn’t imagined in her wildest dreams that

her head away with deliberation. Her heart had also softened when she saw Lila’s genuine display of regretful emotion. Lila wiped her tears away and said,

remorseful about her actions and genuinely seemed overcome by guilt. But in actuality, her apology was coming from a place purely of fear and not sincere regret. Why hadn’t Janet died in the accident? Why did she have to be married to such a powerful,

her forehead into her eyes. Both Beal and Johanna couldn’t help but feel compassion and forgiveness for her. In their eyes, Lila had

before her own eyes, her tone became more