My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Raising his eyebrows, Ethan turned around and stood facing Patrick.

The light from outside the door illuminated his profile, but his face was against the light, making it difficult for Patrick to see his expression clearly.

"In a word, yes.

Although all the evidence that you raped my mom has been erased, do you honestly believe you can also erase all the crimes you've committed? The truth should be—and will be—revealed.

My mother is innocent.

It's time for you to take the fall for your sins.

We've been waiting for this day for a long time."

Then, the young man turned around and left.

Patrick watched him walk away in silence.

When Ethan was gone, Patrick raised his head, stared at the ceiling with his turbid eyes, and suddenly burst into manic laughter.

In the end, he lost.

Ethan had won.

The following day, Patrick went to the cemetery to see Sylvia.

He had never been there before.

The cemetery was located in a decent area.

was a large plot of land covered in daisies, and the cemetery was surrounded

alive, she liked flowers very

Ethan chosen this spot as her final

a bunch of lilies in front

the tombstone, he suddenly

beautiful and gentle smile was

had happened in the past, Patrick suddenly found himself unable to

his head,

Get on your knees.

needs is your apology." Patrick heard Ethan's cold voice from behind

he squeezed his eyes

guilt for over twenty years, and now he

sorry, Sylvia.

de a terrible mistake.

Patrick Lester, hereby apologize to you." Patrick had to kneel down in

hour before Ethan finally allowed him

*******

to the police department and

his crime of rape from thirty years

already arranged for the media to report this matter

Patrick slandered Sylvia, claiming that she

then, the public had thought lowly of

cleared

newspaper, Janet was

she murmured, "It's been so many