The Substitute Wife: 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.

to a halt just

"Whose car is this?"

Jocelyn’s boyfriend exclaimed.

limited edition

his eyebrows, thinking that the car was owned by some rich young master who wanted to show

neck and stared at the Lamborghini in a similarly covetous

city—no, in the whole country—could afford this

nothing compared to this

the Lamborghini got out of said car,

a small bow and spoke in a respectful

for keeping you waiting, sir.Please get in

boyfriend were

the Lamborghini? But how was that even possible? Ethan nodded

go home," he said

front of her, her nostrils flared in

what kind of man had Janet married? Janet had been burrowing in Ethan's arms

she finally looked up and spotted the Lamborghini, she froze and

"Ethan..."

unblinking eyes never

was unfazed.He gently ushered Janet into the backseat of

off without another word to Jocelyn and

glance at her and

had married, but he did

the tenderness on Steve's face as he looked at Janet and gritted her teeth

in the first place was because she wanted to take

didn't give a damn about

care about her

seemed reluctant to leave

Jocelyn want to keep a man who loved someone else? It'd only make her feel bad in the

status was good, but it

all, her ultimate goal was to marry into a rich and powerful

that she needed to marry a man richer

nose at Steve in disgust and said, "Let's