My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

"Thank you." Luke’s voice was utterly devoid of all emotion.

With his hands clasped behind his back, he glanced at Jocelyn who was still kneeling at his feet, with an unhappy expression. He took out his checkbook from the inner pocket of his suit, signed one quickly and unceremoniously threw it in her face.

"Take this and get out of my life.Don’t let me see you again."

"Mr.Turner! Mr.Turner! You can’t abandon me and our unborn baby!"

Jocelyn exclaimed, her eyes wide with panic and filled with tears.

She wanted to rush over to him again and beg him, but the bodyguards stationed in the house stopped her dead in her tracks.

Luke left without glancing back even once.

After he left, Catherine slowly got to her feet.She walked to the absent-minded Jocelyn, squatted down and patted her tear-stained cheek.

In a half mocking and half sympathetic tone, she said, "I’ve met many of Luke’s mistresses.A few of them were as stupid as you."

Jocelyn felt that her self-esteem had been trampled on mercilessly.

she had decided to give up her dignity when she chose to become

one dared to treat her

trying to say?" Jocelyn

family behind me is as powerful as the Turner family, and I’m in charge of almost half of the Turner family’s business.Luke doesn’t even dare to raise

a calm and content looking smile, as if she was still standing at the top of the world as victor after witnessing

kind of peace was underwritten by

to an ant.She immediately said, "Don’t forget that I’m pregnant with a child

and shook

so many women can give birth to a child

laughing, she stood up and took a seat at the table in a

obedient.If you continue to be so insensible, no man will want you.Take the money to abort the child as soon as possible, or you will make Luke even unhappier.Besides, you are still young and beautiful.When Luke is no longer interested in you, which I presume would be soon, you can still marry an honest man, settle down and have your own child.Then you can live a happy

that Jocelyn

sank to

drinking tea

corners of her eyes, her

charm that younger