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.

and said softly,

even more

the door of the private room: He walked past Ethan

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

Ethan sneered.

brim of his cap, his eyes flashed coldly.He had

the others and said,

car.She was covered in bloody wounds but her face was

hold on a little

press some tissues

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

turned to the driver and said sternly, "Get to Frank’s

arrived at their destination, Laney had passed out in the car from

to clean her wounds.She glanced at Ethan and

thing right now was for Laney to get treatment

didn’t have the time to question

Laney was wheeled into the ER in Frank’s

shook his head and clicked his tongue as he walked

here several times recently.You must have really bad luck,

with the bullshit.How