The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Ritchie took a few steps back in shock.

Exasperated, he looked at his men, who were all knocked down to the ground and groaning in pain.

"Where did you hire them?" he asked in disbelief.

Ethan’s voice was as cold as ice.

"They’re my friends."

"Your friends? Ha! They must be jobless losers just like you."

Although Ritchie was a little scared and flustered, he refused to show it.

He stared at Ethan’s "friends" condescendingly.

Ethan was a loser after all.It made sense that his friends were all thugs.

Ethan didn’t answer.

Instead, he asked the man behind him to take care of Laney.

Janet’s hand and said softly, "Let’s

was even

disrespect him like this? Ritchie straightened his suit and walked to the door of the private room: He walked past Ethan and bumped into his shoulder deliberately.He cast a sidelong glance at

of thugs for friends.Just remember: you’re nothing but a poor, powerless loser.I swear I’ll make your life more miserable than it is

Ethan sneered.

had one hand in

Ritchie, he turned to the others and

the car.She was covered in bloody wounds but her face was pale as a

just hold on a little longer.We’re almost

Janet quickly tried to press some tissues against Laney’s wounds to stop the

didn’t respond to Janet and stared at the ceiling of the car listlessly.She

and said sternly, "Get to Frank’s as

at their destination, Laney had passed out in the car from too much blood

at

now was for Laney to get treatment

didn’t have the time to question

Laney was wheeled into the ER in

examination, Frank shook his head and clicked

several times recently.You

the bullshit.How is