The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Laney tucked the knife away and pressed her hand against her bleeding shoulder. Gritting her teeth, she shot a murderous glare at Garret.

 Seeing that Laney was injured, Garrett finally came to his senses. He ran to her and helped her stand up. 

“I’m sorry. I was too slow. Come on. I’ll take you back to the hospital.” Laney sighed and shook her head wryly. 

“I just got out of the hospital. Now I have to go back there again?” Staring at her bleeding wound, Garrett frowned and his expression darkened. He picked up his phone and dialed a number. 

“Don’t worry about that now.” In Laney’s eyes, it was best to solve the problem in front of them first. Cradling her wound, she said through gritted teeth, “I’m fine. Call the police. Let’s sort this out first.” 

Judging from what had just happened, the woman’s original target was Garrett.

 After mulling over it for a while, Laney asked Garrett seriously, “Who is this woman? Why did she try to stab you?” 

woman on the ground suddenly exploded into tears. She thrashed her arms angrily and raised her

Garrett with resentment,

a fucking

leave the hospital?” Garrett asked, pulling Laney behind his

the hospital. What kind of man are you? I hope you rot in hell,

slight hesitation, his voice

I’ll inform your parents. No more messing around. You know

security guards in the area had overheard the commotion and had rushed over to stop the woman. Just then,

the ground, Laney’s wounded shoulder, and her paper -white face. Garrett explained the situation

it through. I have to take Laney to have her wound treated first. We’ll talk about the rest