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The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

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The Substitute Wife My Poor Husband is a Billionaire
Chapter 959 She Was Willing To Help
The more irritated Lydia got, the calmer Jbecame. “Okay, I won’t say anything more about it,” Jsaid in a soft voice.
“Can you tellfirst who told you about your husband’s death?”
A worker who suddenly appeared and told Lydia the twisted version of Jethro’s death was clearly intended to sow discord
between them.
“You wantto tell you who he is? So, you and Brandon can kill another good man?” Lydia sneered. “Well, I won’t tell you,
Janet. My husband is dead. I won’t let another innocent person die in vain.” i
Jshook her head and sighed. She knew Lydia could be really stubborn when it cto her husband. “Look, there’s no use
ofexplaining things to you since you don’t want to listen. But I’m curious that you can still trust Jethro after what he did to

you. He was lucky to be married to you because he didn’t deserve a woman like you.”
Lydia closed her eyes, tears streaming down her face. Her mood seemed to waver because of what Jhad just said. Her
eyes were still filled with resentment when she opened them again, “My husband was not all that bad. He was actually good towouldn’t be able to takefar away. I might die if he tookwith him. So I can totally understand him.”
Jwas speechless. Jethro obviously mistreated Lydia, but she still spoke for him. Jhadn’t expected Lydia to be so
stupid.
If Jethro were still alive, Jwould like him to hear this sentimental speech about him.
“As long as you believe in that. I am also the wife of a man, so I understand that you may implicitly believe that Jethro would not
have escaped from prison, but even if you were his wife, you cannot lose your own judgment. And now you are a mother. You
have to think of your baby. Jethro is dead and even your survival will be a problem after leaving the hospital. You may be okay
live on the streets and starve, but don’t let your baby suffer with you.”
Jcouldn’t help but feel softhearted as she gazed at the baby girl in Lydia’s arms. Babies had a way of making people forget
about their problems.
Lydia fell silent after hearing what Jsaid. In the quiet room, only the cries of the baby could be heard.

Jtouched the girl’s soft cheek. Putting her hand in her mouth, the baby stopped crying and started babbling, curiously
looking at the flowers in Janet’s hands.
“Now, look at that! She likes me,” Jsaid, seemingly pleased with the baby. The look in Janet’s eyes was soft. As soon as the
baby stopped crying, Lydia started to relax. “I won’t accept the sympathy of the Larson Group, and I won’t attend the press
conference to clarify it. You have seenand my daughter. Can you leave here now?” she said, holding the baby firmly and
turning her back to Janet.
Since Lydia had asked Jto leave, it wasn’t appropriate for Jto stay long.
Before leaving, she asked, “Can I have your phone number? I really like this baby. When you get out of the hospital, I’ll send her
sbaby stuff.”
Lydia frowned and gave Ja confused look.
Jshrugged and said, “It’s for the baby, not for you. And it’s not sympathy, not even flattery. Don’t think much of it. I simply
like the baby.”
Lydia looked at her daughter and spoke quietly to Janet, giving her phone number.
“I’ll call you. You can save my number.” Jput the flowers on the table and said, “Even if you don’t attend the press
conference, I’m still willing to help you. Being a single mother won’t be easy. If you need anything, please callat any time.”