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,

alive,

to see why Ethan chosen this spot as her final

lilies

black and white photograph on the tombstone, he suddenly felt that

the photo, Sylvia's beautiful and gentle smile was

past, Patrick suddenly found

his head,

Get on your knees.

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

squeezed

an ounce of guilt for over twenty years, and

Sylvia.

de a terrible mistake.

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

for over an hour before Ethan finally allowed

*******

leaving the cemetery, Patrick went straight to

to his crime of rape from thirty

the media to

claiming that she had seduced a married man to

since then, the public had thought lowly of

cleared and her innocence was

the newspaper, Janet was still not

heavily, she murmured, "It's been so