My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Janet turned around and saw who it was.

Jocelyn was standing beside her.She looked apologetic, but it somehow seemed exaggerated as she fought a complacent smile.

"Oh, I’m sorry.A waiter bumped against me now."

She clamped her mouth with one hand and held the glass with the other, pretending to feel sorry for her.Her apology didn’t seem sincere, for her every word dripped with contempt.

"I didn’t mean it."

Janet tugged at her wet dress that was clinging to her legs.

The sweet scent of roses from the wine wafted in the air.

Janet immediately moved back from Jocelyn and glared at her.

"You did it on purpose! You didn’t have an invitation, right? How did you get in?" Jocelyn smirked at her.

"Of course, I walked in.I have my ways.I can get into parties even without the invitation."

arms over her chest and raked her eyes across Janet

it? How much is this dress? Is it even a hundred

took out three hundred dollar bills from her handbag and threw

you three times the price.You don’t have to thank

down the glass and stood up, his face taut with

grabbed some tissues from the table and tried wiping the stain from Janet’s dress, which was

if he wanted to burn her

her and me.Please don’t get

tissues from his hand, trying to calm him down.She feared that Ethan might end up beating up Jocelyn until she

dress

already

woman like Janet afford an expensive dress? She didn’t even have decent clothes to

struggled to

threw the money on the

you have money to even afford a decent dress, or are you too stingy

that Jocelyn had