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.

plot of land covered in daisies, and the cemetery was surrounded by

Sylvia was still alive, she liked

not difficult to see why Ethan chosen

bunch of lilies in front

photograph on the tombstone, he suddenly felt that time had slipped

beautiful and gentle smile was

the past, Patrick suddenly

his head, wrought

Get on your knees.

my mother needs is your apology." Patrick heard Ethan's

humiliated, he squeezed his eyes

hadn't felt an ounce of guilt for over twenty

sorry, Sylvia.

de a terrible mistake.

you." Patrick had

hour before Ethan finally allowed him

*******

straight to the

his crime of

already arranged for the media to report this matter

years ago, Patrick slandered Sylvia, claiming that she had seduced a married

public had thought

was finally cleared and

on the newspaper, Janet was still not

she murmured, "It's