Chapter 120: Tit For Tat
The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire
The onlookers started discussing heatedly.
"How could you do such a thing? A manicure like yours costs more than two hundred dollars!".
"Since you chose to adopt a child, you shouldâve been responsible for her.The Lind family is rich, yet
you gave your adopted daughter so little.Shame on you."
All the color drained from Fionaâs face.
Little did these people know that the Lind family was actually poor-something Fiona would never dare
to admit.
After a while, Fiona said weakly, "We were worried weâd hurt our biological daughter.If Jocelyn saw that
we treated her adopted sister better, she wouldâve accused us of being unfair.And Janet, even if we
didnât give you that much money, you shouldnât have forced us to give you more.We adopted you and
you should be grateful!"
Janet set her glass on the table.
Her eyes flashed with sheer rage.
Even now, Fiona chose to lie through her teeth.
"The money wasnât for me.I just wanted to save Hannahâs life.I didnât force you to give me more.You
were the one who promised me that youâd give me the money if I married Ethan instead of Jocelyn.But
even after that, you kept refusing to pay me.I was just asking for what was rightfully mine."
The audience burst into an uproar.
Everyone began to criticize Fiona harshly.
"How dare she!"
"So, she adopted a child but left her in the countryside and didnât give her any money.Such a criminal
should be sued!"
"How the hell could she ask her adopted daughter to marry someone as a substitute for her biological
daughter? The poor girl!"
Ethan was sitting on a black sofa nearby with his legs crossed.
He took a sip from his glass of wine as he watched this scene unfold before him.He had witnessed the
whole thing.
"I didnât know that your wife could be so fierce.You must be beaten up a lot at home, hmm?"
Garrett joked, poking fun at Ethan.
Ethanâs eyes had been fixed on Janet the entire night.To him, the woman before him now was a stark
contrast to the woman she saw at home.
"Sheâs a submissive sweet girl at home."
Ethan took another sip from his wine, his eyes darkening slightly.
Seeing that his friend looked a little worried, Garrett smiled at him reassuringly.
"Donât tell me that you want to interfere.From what I can see, your wife can handle this."
"I suppose we shall wait and see," Ethan said gloomily.
At this point, Fiona couldnât stand the humiliation anymore and dropped her gentle facade.
Her expression changed and she started coughing so violently, one might have wondered if she was
terminally ill.
"Whatâre you doing here anyway? We took you in and raised you.Otherwise, whoâs to say you wouldnât
be homeless right now? Isnât it only right that you married someone for our sake? Just take it as a
payment for our kindness."
When she saw that her mother had changed tactics, Jocelyn immediately echoed Fionaâs sentiments,
adding fuel to the flames.
"How could you have the nerve to talk back? If it werenât for you, our family wouldnât have ended up like
this.Youâve pissed my mother off.You always think of that old maid but donât give a damn about your
foster mother.Donât you have a conscience?"