The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Laney instantly knew that something was off, but she didn‘t have the time to figure it out.

"This is my home.No matter what kind of feud you have–solve it somewhere else."

Laney clenched her fists and spoke clearly and concisely.

"Cut the crap, bitch! Greg‘s your boyfriend, so what?"

To his peers, he barked, "Get him!"

In the blink of an eye, the rest of the thugs surged forward.

Laney and Greg were outnumbered.

Worse yet, those men were armed.She couldn‘t defeat them all by herself.

Moreover, with Greg hiding behind her, she couldn‘t make a run for it.She grabbed Greg‘s collar and yanked him towards the French window in the living room.

The men closed in on them.

To buy some time, Laney picked up a chair and hurled it at them.She shouted at Greg, "Jump out the window! I‘ll cover you!"

Greg craned his neck and looked out the window.

Instantly, his face turned pale.They were on the third floor.

grass, there was still

can‘t! We‘re too

Greg‘s voice was shaky.

her bare hands, but she

you, I‘m not coming back to identify your

was still hesitating when Laney gritted her teeth and pushed him from

you just standing

out an ear–piercing scream as the two jumped out of the window together.They landed on the lawn and rolled.The fall seemed to have knocked all the air out of Greg, because he lay on the grass, unmoving.It wasn‘t until Laney yanked him

only a matter of time

fight, but she didn‘t have the time to care.She grabbed Greg

men caught up to them, cornering them in

fight.She gritted her teeth and

weren‘t

obviously had formal

was a

she managed to knock down

into a corner.She glanced at Greg, who was behind her.She wanted to ask

of

she saw rendered

her,

she

about to lose hope, a voice sounded from the entrance

men bullying