The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Raising his eyebrows, Ethan turned around and stood facing Patrick.

The light from outside the door illuminated his profile, but his face was against the light, making it difficult for Patrick to see his expression clearly.

"In a word, yes.

Although all the evidence that you raped my mom has been erased, do you honestly believe you can also erase all the crimes you've committed? The truth should be—and will be—revealed.

My mother is innocent.

It's time for you to take the fall for your sins.

We've been waiting for this day for a long time."

Then, the young man turned around and left.

Patrick watched him walk away in silence.

When Ethan was gone, Patrick raised his head, stared at the ceiling with his turbid eyes, and suddenly burst into manic laughter.

In the end, he lost.

Ethan had won.

The following day, Patrick went to the cemetery to see Sylvia.

He had never been there before.

The cemetery was located in a decent area.

large plot of land covered in daisies, and the

alive, she liked flowers

not difficult to see why Ethan

lilies in front

tombstone, he suddenly felt that time had slipped away from

the photo, Sylvia's beautiful and gentle smile was

happened in the past, Patrick suddenly found himself unable to look at

his head, wrought with

Get on your knees.

apology." Patrick heard Ethan's cold voice from

squeezed his

an ounce of guilt for over twenty

sorry, Sylvia. I

de a terrible mistake.

hereby apologize to you." Patrick had to kneel down in

been kneeling for over an hour before Ethan

*******

went straight to the police department

admitted to his crime of rape from

already arranged for the media to report this

she had seduced a married man to sleep

public had thought lowly of

finally cleared and her

news on the newspaper,

she murmured, "It's been so