My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Chapter 2 The Wedding

A few days later, Janet arrived at a small church in the suburbs, wearing a simple white slip dress.

She was getting married today.She was going to marry a man she had never seen before.She didn’t bother renting a wedding dress because she didn’t want to pay for it. Janet had to pay the medical fees for Hannah’s surgery.She bought some white baby’s-breath in a flower shop and asked the seller to give her an extra white silk ribbon to braid her hair. Janet looked pure and innocent.

It was time for the wedding, but the groom hadn’t arrived yet. The wedding venue was almost empty — only a few people had arrived.

“Don’t worry. He’s probably stuck in traffic. Let’s wait a little longer,” Bernie comforted Janet.

Janet’s breathing faltered.

She had heard something about the man she was going to marry. His name was Ethan Lester. The man didn’t have a decent job and was an idler who wasted his time hanging out with punks from the streets all the time.

The thought of marrying someone like him made Janet stomach churn with anxiety, but she had no choice.

his family arrived yet?” Fiona frowned and glanced at the handful of people in the church. She was dressed in a gorgeous, soft purple dress. The

marriage. However, Janet wasn’t bothered. She only cared about

closer to Fiona and whispered, “Will you give me the money

her adoptive parents to trade her marriage for money

Don’t worry. I will give you the money as promised. Don’t keep asking about it.” Regardless of how gentle Fiona tried to

Meanwhile, Jocelyn also arrived.

splashy outfit and expensive jewelry,

and Fiona with a smug smile. She had stolen Janet’s wealthy boyfriend, leaving her to marry the worthless illegitimate

wedding dress. A ball of guilt settled in the

his relationship with the love

had practically dragged him to the church. However, he couldn’t refuse after learning that Jocelyn was pregnant with

the

changed even after all these years. Janet managed to captivate everyone with her charm. People

at Steve, irrespective of the occasion. “Believe it or not, I’ll gouge your eyes out. What the hell is so good about that bitch?