My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Laney was extremely disappointed by the sight of Garrett attacking lan.

She never would’ve imagined that despite everything they had been through, Garrett would remain so self-centered and immature, displaying no signs of improvement in his character. Garrett walked stiffly towards Laney, attempting to reach for her hand. “Please, Laney, listen to me. I’m not…”

“Stop talking to me!”

Laney backed away from Garrett and looked at him with a cold, cautious stare, as though he were a stranger. “There’s nothing left for us to discuss. Please return to where you came from.” Laney’s harsh and impassive words pierced deeply through Garrett’s heart. In a burst of intense emotion, he exclaimed, “Can’t you see that he was pretending? He’s always had malicious intentions hidden deep down, and even sent me fake divorce papers. He made it seem like I was attacking him! He’s trying to drive a wedge between us!” “I don’t care who sent the fake papers.” Laney spoke in a cold tone. “I only believe what I see. If you ever lay a finger on my family again, Garrett, I’ll sign the real divorce papers and mail them to you.”

Garrett stood frozen in utter disbelief, unable to move or react upon hearing those words.

After a long pause, ninjanovelnovel.com he shook his head with a wry grin and said, “Laney, as someone who used to be a bodyguard, you should be able to tell whether lan was pretending. Yet, you refuse to even consider it. Could it be that I’ve lost your trust entirely?”

Laney stared at Garrett intently, then helped lan get back on his feet. In a monotone voice, she remarked, “Enough. To be honest, there wasn’t that much trust left between us.”

With those words lingering in the air, she left with lan and her child without taking a single look back.

reflecting the strong sense of loss that he felt. The anguish pierced his heart,

already consider lan as part of

what significance did he hold in

he mean

Laney grew suspicious of lan after tending to his wound.

as he defended himself, she couldn’t shake the feeling that lan’s wound was questionable. His wound didn’t seem to be the result of being forcefully pushed

head. Only he knew what was running through his

let out a sigh, but ultimately, chose not to express her

placed her back in the crib. Afterwards, she went

weak smile. “I can take care of it myself, Mrs. Harding,”

Let me help you,”

couch and delicately applied the medicine to