The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Hearing this, Garrett suddenly snorted. He took Laney‘s hand and squeezed it. 

“We‘re both human, aren‘t we? What? It‘s not like you‘re an alien or something. So why can‘t we be together?” Laney withdrew her hand and glared at him angrily. 

“I‘m serious, Garrett. You know what I meant.” 

“Why do I have to marry a girl from a rich family?” Garrett insisted, pinching her chin playfully. 

didn‘t know she was from a rich family yet. Laney, I won‘t take that

everyone. The criticism didn‘t stop until she was proven to be the daughter of the White family. But me? I am just an ordinary woman. I

used to living a carefree life. I don‘t think I can become a noble lady. It‘s just not for me.”

reasoning took Garrett by surprise. But even he couldn‘t deny that what she said made sense. Thus, he fell silent, at a loss for words. Because he knew that what she said was

agree to their

choose between his family and his love, it was unlikely he‘d recklessly

was speechless, Laney smiled bitterly. She knew what was on his mind. She patted on his shoulder and said softly, “Then, that‘s it. I have to go now.