The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Janet felt absolutely nothing when she looked at Lila’s bloodshot, tear-filled eyes. She actually just felt like Lila was wildly ridiculous and like a clown putting on a show at the circus in that moment. 

“You wanted to take my life from me. I will not exact the revenge I deserve against you, purely for the sake of my mother and father. It is impossible for me to forgive you. You’d better pack up your things and leave immediately.”

 The look on Janet’s face was icy cold. When she had finished speaking, her eyes fell on Ethan’s injured knee. She felt a lump in her throat come up again. 

Ethan was injured because of her. How could she ever forgive Lila? If it weren’t for Beal and Johanna’s presence, she really wanted to give Lila a hard slap on the face. She also wanted to drag Lila down the street and make her taste how it felt to almost be hit by a car. Ignoring Lila’s hypocritical plea, Ethan bypassed her and gently supported Janet. 

“Let me help you back to your room. You have sprained your ankle. You can’t go to work today.” 

he turned to Beal and Johanna and said, “Mr. and Mrs. White, I will take Janet to her room now.”

with morose looks on their faces. Lila was still crying on the floor. Johanna had creases between her eyebrows. It seemed like the ordeal had aged her several years in an instant. Lila’s bawling became

a long time, Johanna looked up at Beal and said irritably, “Honey, give Lila her birth parents’ personal information and

didn’t object. He adjusted his glasses and looked at Lila

now.” He paused for a few seconds and glanced at Johanna. Then he continued, “We will also give you some money so that you can live on

eyes had begun to sting. She collapsed on the carpet and refused to leave. Leaving the

the money, and

to move and continued to cry her eyes out. Beal

hard for you to take this. We will give you three days to pack up everything. But we don’t want to see