My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Chapter 1222 Laney Wanted To Separate

Ian brought breakfast for Laney the next morning. As soon as he entered the corridor, he saw Garrett sitting near the ward.

His eyes were red, and his face was evidently tired. It was apparent that he had been awake all night.

Ian sighed and handed a set of breakfasts to Garrett. “Mr. Harding, please have something to eat,” he said with concern.

Garrett pushed the breakfast away and mumbled, “I’m not hungry.”

However, as soon as he finished speaking, his stomach began to growl. A tinge of embarrassment appeared on his face, but Garrett pursed his lips and remained quiet.

Ian shook his head with a smile and passed the breakfast to Garrett. “Have some, Mr. Harding. I’ve got this one prepared for you,” he insisted.

After a moment of silence, Garrett accepted the breakfast and said awkwardly, “Thank you.”

Having seen Garret accepted the breakfast, Ian walked into the ward and found Laney and the baby still sleeping. He then exited the room quietly and sat silently beside Garrett.

in silence. He was really starving as he had not eaten anything since yesterday. Despite his hunger, he was

to toe and suddenly understood why Laney loved him so

Garrett was indeed superior

head and muttered, “I’m sorry for what happened

doesn’t matter. The situation was complicated and chaotic yesterday. You were just upset and couldn’t control

Garrett fell silent again.

photographs don’t even capture the truth. Why

the question. Instead, he asked, “Mr. Harding, will you forgive

However, he nodded and replied absent-mindedly,

“If you are often ignored and unhappy in your relationship and find that Mrs. Harding has an affair with another man, will

stammered, “Is… Is Laney

sighed before answering, “From what I’ve seen, Mrs. Harding had been unhappy, depressed even, before the

worry about the harassment from your parents, but she also had to guard against Lola. Besides, you were often busy with work and ignored

Garrett was speechless.

occasional sadness in Laney’s eyes. Suddenly, a great sense of guilt rose welled up inside him. “Why… Why didn’t she tell me?”

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