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.

covered in daisies, and the cemetery

Sylvia was still alive, she liked

to see why Ethan chosen this spot as her final

of lilies in front of her

black and white photograph on the tombstone, he suddenly

Sylvia's beautiful and gentle smile was

of what had happened in the past, Patrick suddenly found himself unable

lowered his head, wrought with

Get on your knees.

needs is your apology." Patrick heard Ethan's cold voice

humiliated, he squeezed

over twenty years, and

sorry, Sylvia.

de a terrible mistake.

Patrick had

kneeling for over an hour before Ethan finally

*******

straight to

of rape from thirty

media to report this matter to

slandered Sylvia, claiming that she had seduced a married man to sleep

since then, the public

her name was finally cleared and

the news on the newspaper, Janet

"It's been so many