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.

people in the church. She was dressed in a gorgeous, soft purple dress. The subtle makeup

value the marriage. However, Janet wasn’t bothered. She only

whispered, “Will you give me the money as soon

her adoptive parents to trade her

the money as promised. Don’t keep asking about it.”

Meanwhile, Jocelyn also arrived.

splashy outfit and expensive jewelry,

stolen Janet’s wealthy boyfriend, leaving her to marry the worthless illegitimate child of the Lester

when he saw Janet in her wedding dress. A ball of guilt settled in the pit of

his fault. A moment’s passion had ended his relationship with the love of his

practically dragged him to the church. However, he couldn’t

eyes had been fixed on Janet ever since he arrived at the church. Jocelyn couldn’t bear to

to captivate everyone with her charm. People

reared its ugly head. Jocelyn grew furious and began yelling at Steve, irrespective of the occasion. “Believe it or not, I’ll gouge your eyes out. What the hell is so good