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.

was covered in grass, there was still a

We‘re

Greg‘s voice was shaky.

strong men with her bare hands,

going to jump without you.If they kill you, I‘m not

gritted her teeth

are you

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 to his feet that he

only a matter of time before those

was sweating profusely from the fight, but she didn‘t have the time to

the men caught up to them, cornering them in an

choice but to fight.She gritted her

men weren‘t

obviously had formal training

was a skilled

few minutes, she managed

a corner.She glanced at Greg, who was behind her.She

of them

what she saw rendered

behind her, shaking like a

she

as she was about to lose hope, a

bullying a lone woman.Oh,