My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Janet turned in the direction of the voice and found a white BMW parked at the curb not far away.

Wearing cat-eye sunglasses and a_ figure-hugging strapless dress, Jocelyn sat in the car next to Steve.

She took off her sunglasses now, and smacked the gum she was chewing as she eyed Janet and Ethan.

"What, do you want a ride or something?" Jocelyn drawled.

"I suppose that's fine, but make sure you wipe your shoes before you get in, or you're going to dirty my babe's new car."

Janet took out her phone and wordlessly rounded the car to take photos of its license plate.

When she straightened, she pointed at the road sign just up ahead.

"Didn't you see that you're not allowed to park here? If you don't move right away, I'll report you to the traffic enforcers."

Steve's ears burned with shame.He didn't want to irritate Janet with Jocelyn and had wanted to drive away immediately, but Jocelyn had stopped him.

Jocelyn crossed her arms over her chest and scoffed.

"Go ahead, then.We can pay the fine, no matter how much it is.I'm not like you, who probably can't even afford to take a taxi.For all I know, you must be out here begging for alms, aren't you? Like some piss-poor vagrant.Oh, wait.Now that I think about it, our dog does the same."

Jocelyn's harsh words cut deep into Janet's skin.She gritted her teeth and looked at her feet to keep herself from spouting bitter curses at the woman.

Janet had worked hard to build herself up over time, yet her morale seemed to have crumbled in the blink of an eye.She felt as though she had regressed back to her younger, helpless self.

Janet clenched her fists so hard that her nails almost cut into her palm.

It was all she could do to keep her tears at bay.

She couldn't let anyone see her cry.

All of a sudden, Ethan pulled her back and took her in his arms.

Her forehead was then pressed against his broad, warm chest.

Just then, a Lamborghini sped toward them, its engine roaring in the otherwise serene highway.

just a few feet behind the

"Whose car is this?"

Jocelyn’s boyfriend exclaimed.

a limited edition

that the car was owned by some rich young master who

at

in the whole country—could afford

compared to this

said car, walked past the

a small bow and

keeping you waiting,

her boyfriend were

Lamborghini? But how was that even possible? Ethan nodded

home," he

unfolding in front of

what kind of man had Janet married? Janet had

looked up and spotted the Lamborghini, she froze and

"Ethan..."

unblinking eyes never

gently ushered Janet into the backseat of

another word to Jocelyn

looking away, Steve stole a glance at

didn't care about whoever Janet had married, but he did regret losing her

face as he looked at Janet

why she had tried to seduce Steve in the first place was because

she didn't give a

care about her supposed "loss"

reluctant to leave

who loved someone else? It'd only make her

it

marry into a rich and powerful family that controlled the city, such as the Lester

marry a man richer and more powerful than

nose at Steve in