Chapter 486: The Woman Lila Met In The Bar
The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire
Lila could hear Johannaâs voice clearly. Even though her relationship with Johanna wasnât as good as
before, she never expected that Johanna wouldnât say such things about her in front of Janet. It was true
that Lila thought David wasnât good enough for her. The man Johanna chose was not a good suitor. If
this was in the past, Lila would never even bother wasting her time on such a person.
âMore often than I like, Lila makes grandiose aims but has puny abilities to back her up.â Johanna let out
a melancholy sigh in the room.
âYou know what sheâs like. Iâm really concerned that she will end up being bullied by her husbandâs family
after she gets married. Your father and I have brought her up very carefully. At the same time, we donât
want her to suffer.â Janetâs gentle voice could be heard at that moment.
âNone of this matters. People are really open-minded now. Even if a woman doesnât get married, itâs no
big deal. Maybe she already has someone she likes. Why donât you give her the freedom to let her
choose who she wants to marry?â Johanna was still feeling worried.
âNo, I should keep an eye out on the young men in the White Group. Maybe I can find a diamond in the
rough there. At this time, Iâll try to persuade Lila again.â
Lilaâs heart sank in her chest. She bit her bottom lip and appeared very sad. According to what Johanna
said, even if Lila turned down David Gray, Johanna didnât intend to find her a husband of higher social
rank. What hurt Lila the most was that Johanna implied she didnât deserve a wealthy husband.
It was not that Lila didnât want to get married, but the man selected by Johanna happened to be too
shabby. If she really married this kind of person, the other rich girls would all take turns laughing at her.
Furthermore, she had just met Brandon, Janetâs husband.
If the husband Johanna chose for Lila was as powerful as Brandon, Lila would definitely not object. What
made Lila angrier happened to be Janetâs words. Judging from what Janet said just now, she was
persuading Johanna not to get herself involved in Lilaâs marriage. However, how could Lila marry a good
man without the help of the White family? Angry and aggrieved, Lila ran down the stairs unhappily.
âMiss White, where are you going? Itâs almost lunchtime.â
Seeing that Lila was wiping the tears from her eyes, the servant hurried to stop her. Lila was in a fit of
rage. She pushed the servant roughly aside, opened the door, and slammed it behind her.
âGo away! I donât want to eat!â She walked down the streets by herself. The street was filled with people.
Everyone seemed to have a destination in mind, only Lila had no idea where she was going. She was
now known as the adopted daughter of the White family. The girls who used to flatter her gradually
stopped calling her. She didnât even have a friend to listen to her grieve.
After walking alone on the street for a very long time, Lila finally walked into a bar.
This was the very first time she went to a bar to drink by herself. In the past, she always had several
companions to drink with her. She cried while drinking at the same time. She never felt so alone before.
The noisy popular music was so deafening that it covered her pitiful sobs perfectly. With her legs
crossed, Lila proceeded to sit in the booth and drink wine directly from the bottle. Once she was finally
drunk, several men suddenly walked up to her, their bulky figures blocking the bright light.
âHey girl, are you here alone to drown your sorrows with wine?â one of the men asked her roguishly. He
constantly scanned her body up and down as if he was measuring the size of her breasts. He even
reached out his hand, trying to grab hold of her wrist.
Lila knitted her brows and shook off his hand.
âFuck off!â
âHey, it looks like youâre good at playing cat and mouse.â The man burst into raucous laughter and
directly sat down at Lilaâs booth. Lila gave him a closer look. He was both fat and bulky. His face was oily
and he was wearing a gold chain around his neck. What Lila really wanted to do was throw up, but she
was too drunk to do anything. Several men surrounded her, which made her feel panicked.
She looked around and wanted to ask for help, however, other people ignored her and her troubles. Just
as those men were about to yank on Lilaâs wrist again, a woman with an imposing manner came over to
their booth.
âHow dare you push my sister around?! If you donât leave now, donât blame me if I call the police!â The
womanâs voice was full of aggression and her cold, sharp eyes made those men leave at once.
After those men were gone, the woman gently helped Lila to her feet. She took a few tissues from her
bag to wipe off the tears on Lilaâs face and said in a gentle voice, âIâve driven those bad guys away, so
stop your tears.â