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

your dress.How about I compensate for it? How much is

from her handbag and threw

three times the price.You don’t have to

stood up, his face taut with

from the table and tried wiping the stain from

if he wanted

me.Please don’t

tissues from his hand, trying to calm him

her dress indeed

already

Janet afford an expensive dress? She didn’t

all, she struggled to make

money on the

How could you come here wearing a cheap dress? Don’t you have money to even afford a decent dress, or are you too stingy to spend money on it? You are indeed just a bumpkin that hasn’t seen the world.You should feel ashamed of yourself for attending

ignored the money that Jocelyn