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.

large plot of land covered in daisies, and

alive, she

to see why Ethan chosen this spot as her final

set a bunch of lilies

photograph on the tombstone,

the photo, Sylvia's beautiful and gentle smile was

happened in the past, Patrick

his head, wrought with

Get on your knees.

needs is your apology." Patrick heard Ethan's

humiliated, he squeezed his eyes

over twenty

sorry, Sylvia. I

de a terrible mistake.

had

before Ethan finally allowed him to stand

*******

leaving the cemetery, Patrick went straight to the police department and

to his crime of rape

had already arranged for the media to report this matter

years ago, Patrick slandered Sylvia, claiming that she had seduced

since then, the public had thought lowly of

finally cleared and her innocence

on the newspaper, Janet was still

murmured, "It's been