My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

It was dawn of the following morning when Patrick came back home. His face was ghastly pale, as though he had aged ten years over the span of one night. His shirt was also creased all over. He dragged his tired body to the living room and sank into the sofa. Elissa and Ritchie had been waiting for him to come home. They exchanged glances. Ritchie went to the kitchen to fetch a glass of water for his father.

“How’d it go, Dad?” he asked anxiously. Patrick ignored the water. He rubbed his temples and sighed heavily.

“Ethan has found out about our secret force. We’ll have to sacrifice it for the sake of the bigger picture.”

Hearing this, Ritchie and Elissa looked at each other and all the color drained from their faces. The Lester family’s “secret force” was cultivated by Patrick when they first came to Seacisco. It took care of the nasty, under-the-table deals in the dark. It had been there for the Lester family for at least two decades.

With a cold, stony expression, Patrick stood up and declared, “From now on, you two have little to no power in the Lester family. You’d better behave yourselves from now on!”

After saying that, Patrick stormed out of the room and slammed the door. Elissa and Ritchie were speechless. Elissa sat on the sofa wordlessly, looking dispirited. She was in deep trouble this time. In the hospital in Barnes, Ethan had just gotten off the phone. His eyes landed on the TV, which was broadcasting news about a gang being sieged by the police.

“It’s been really dangerous lately. This sort of thing has been happening every day. I heard that the cinema collapsed because it was blown up by gangsters as well.”

pointed the remote at the TV and turned it off. “There’ll always be bad guys,” he said lazily. What he didn’t tell

He was weak now. A trace of imperceptible contempt flashed in Ethan’s eyes. But it was a pity that he was cooped up in the hospital and couldn’t deal with the Lester family himself. His subordinates were doing most of the work. If it

and proceeded to put the basin on the bedside table. She dipped a towel in it, wrung out the excess water, and then strode

can leave the hospital in around two or three days.”

of him, the gloom in his eyes instantly disappeared. He asked dotingly, “What else did the doctor say?” Before Janet could reply,

you should exercise more instead of lying in bed all day long.” With a

“Janet, he’s lucky he has you here taking care of him.” He put bags of tonics on the

in Seacisco, he had been missing Janet like crazy and had lost a lot of weight. Garrett chuckled and shook his head. Suddenly, he looked out the door and shouted, “Are you planning on standing there

glare. Then she smiled and handed a gift basket to Janet. “I’ve brought some tonics

Janet felt as if she had returned to Seacisco, with all her dear friends around

to talk about work in the ward, whereas Janet and

at Laney carefully. She found that