The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

A clinking sound rang out as the cups collided. 

“Okay. Cheers to reconciliation.” Janet was sneering on the inside, but she clinked cups with her. She smiled at Jocelyn with clear eyes, as if she was oblivious to everything,Jocelyn fixed her eyes on her adoptive sister and took a few sips of her coffee. Several ideas on what she would do next swirled in her conniving mind. 

“Oh, you are almost done drinking your coffee.” 

When she saw that Janet had almost finished up her cup of coffee without suspecting anything, her smile became brighter.

“Well, I can’t help it. I like the coffee here. No other cafe makes such a perfect cup of coffee.” 

She supported her jaw with one hand, and circled her index finger on the brim of the cup while looking into the night through the window.

At this moment, a tall and familiar figure wearing a windbreaker quietly passed by the window and blended into the dim street. This figure had a black cap on. Although his face was covered, his tall figure was eye-catching under the streetlights.

was relieved to see him. That tall figure was

one of the windows of the cafe. He stood beside the newsstand across the street. Afterward,

call Janet’s attention. She was waiting for the drug to begin to take effect on her. The tap on

“It’s nothing. I’ve accepted your apology and was done with the coffee. Do you have anything else to say

revenge!’ Jocelyn thought devilishly. “Oh, Janet.

minutes. Now, she was only stalling time. The fake smile on Janet’s

her smile go? Why is she staring at me like that?’’ Jocelyn felt uncomfortable under Janet’s stare. She swallowed hard and averted

eyes incessantly. It was

of Janet’s lips, her face turned pale. It dawned on her that she had been tricked. Janet had made

How dare you…” Jocelyn wanted to stand up and curse her out. But she was so weak that she passed out on the table before she could finish

wasting time, Janet moved her seat next to her and exchanged their coats and bags.