The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

The next morning, Lila arrived at the hospital with various concoctions with her. She knocked on the door and entered the ward. Both Janet and her parents were genuinely taken aback at her appearance. They hadn’t expected her, of all people, to pay a visit. 

After hearing everything from Ethan just the day before, Beal and Johanna just couldn’t bring themselves to be amicable with Lila now.

 “What are you doing here?” Beal asked. 

Contrary to his characteristic disposition as a loving father, he now pulled a long face to show his disgruntlement. Johanna didn’t even afford Lila a cursory glance and kept her gaze averted from the offending woman. 

Lila really didn’t expect the two of them to be so openly cold towards her. According to what Charis had told her, she started to cry bitterly in front of her parents and Janet.

“Dad, Mom! I am so sorry!” 

saying that, she got down on her knees before them

treated her as their own flesh and blood. Regardless of the fact that Lila didn’t achieve

a frown creased

Janet’s parachute, but I deliberately concealed it from being discovered. I’m sorry. I’m so

cowered in a subservient, apologetic manner before Janet. Janet

Lila wiped her tears away and

of fear and not sincere regret. Why hadn’t Janet died in the accident? Why

the beans out of sheer nervousness. Lila bowed before Janet so many times that her head actually suffered an injury. The wound was open and bleeding. The droplets of blood dripped down her forehead into her eyes. Both Beal and Johanna couldn’t help but feel compassion and forgiveness for her. In their eyes, Lila had realized her mistake and regretted it deeply. Lila used to be an arrogant girl. In the past, even if she did something

her tone became more gentle and she said, “You are not utterly unreasonable.” Beal sighed