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.

he took Janet’s hand and said

was even more

disrespect him like this? Ritchie straightened his suit and walked to the door of the private room: He walked

his teeth, Ritchie said, "You must feel good about yourself, having a group of thugs for friends.Just remember: you’re nothing but a poor, powerless loser.I swear I’ll make your life more miserable

Ethan sneered.

the brim of his cap, his eyes flashed coldly.He had one hand in his

turned to the others and said, "Let’s

the car.She was covered in bloody wounds but

hold on a little longer.We’re almost at

quickly tried to press some tissues against Laney’s

lips were colorless, but her eyes were bloodshot.She didn’t respond to Janet and stared at the ceiling of the car listlessly.She seemed to be in excruciating pain.She winced and

and said sternly,

Laney had passed

glanced at Ethan and seemed to want

now was for Laney to get treatment as soon

didn’t have the time to question

Laney was wheeled into the ER in

thorough examination, Frank shook his head and clicked his tongue as he walked out of the emergency

times recently.You must have

with the bullshit.How is