Chapter 85: Embarrassment
The Substitute Wife: 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, Iâm 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 didnât seem sincere, for her every word dripped with contempt.
"I didnât 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 didnât 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."
She crossed her arms over her chest and raked her eyes across Janet back to her arrogant self.
"I accidentally stained your dress.How about I compensate for it? How much is this dress? Is it even a
hundred dollars?"
Jocelyn took out three hundred dollar bills from her handbag and threw them at Jocelynâs face.
"Iâll compensate you three times the price.You donât have to thank me."
Ethan put down the glass and stood up, his face taut with anger.
He grabbed some tissues from the table and tried wiping the stain from Janetâs dress, which was
dripping with wine.
Then, he glared at Jocelyn as if he wanted to burn her alive.
"Iâm fine.Itâs between her and me.Please donât get involved in this."
Janet felt the coldness emanating from him.She quickly grabbed the tissues from his hand, trying to
calm him down.She feared that Ethan might end up beating up Jocelyn until she passed out.
Moreover, her dress indeed wasnât expensive.
Jocelyn had perhaps already figured that out.
How could a poor woman like Janet afford an expensive dress? She didnât even have decent clothes to
wear for opulent dinner parties.
After all, she struggled to make ends meet.
Jocelyn threw the money on the floor and sneered.
"Do you know what kind of occasion it is? Donât you have any sense of aesthetics? How could you
come here wearing a cheap dress? Donât 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 hasnât seen the world.You should
feel ashamed of yourself for attending such a party."
Janet ignored the money that Jocelyn had thrown on the floor.
She smiled and picked up a plate of stewed beef from a waiter walking past her and turned it over on
Jocelynâs head.
"Argh! What the hell are you doing?"
Jocelyn bellowed.
She never thought Jocelyn would do something like this.
The thick sauce splashed on her face, ruining her makeup.
Lumps of beef were stuck on her head, and the sauce dripped from her head, staining her dress and
dribbling down her body.
Jocelynâs face distorted, and her eyes almost popped out of her sockets.
"You bitch!" she shouted like a maniac.
"How dare youâ¦"
In the past, only she bullied Janet.
Jocelyn was the spoiled princess, while Janet endured everything without fighting back.