Wed to the Billionaire Brother of My Spouse by Doris

Chapter 83 Edward's Little Wife Meets Jasmine

Jessa, who had been feeling a bit unwell, suddenly felt a sense of superiority and greeted Hestia proudly. "Hestia, what a coincidence."

The other girls were still mesmerized by Edward's looks and hadn't snapped out of it yet. "Wow, he's so handsome."

Hestia was taken aback, not expecting to run into Jessa here. She forced a smile. "Hello."

"Aren't you going to introduce us?" Jessa raised her chin and leaned against her Mercedes, thinking she looked very charming, and smiled at Edward.

Men always liked women who make an impression, and Jessa believed her feminine charm was more stronger than Hestia's.

Edward remained expressionless and said nothing.

Hestia took the initiative to hold Edward's hand and explained calmly, "This is my husband, and this is my classmate."

Edward politely greeted them.

The girls looked disappointed, realizing Edward was Hestia's husband.

But then they thought, since he was Hestia's husband, they all seemed to feel hopeful again, as if they believed they were more attractive than Hestia.

"Let's go," Edward, sensing the unfriendly gazes from the women, held Hestia's hand and started to leave.

Jessa felt ignored and got angry. Did these men have no taste? Saul only had eyes for Hestia, and now Edward only had eyes for Hestia too. What was so special about Hestia?

"We're all classmates, and it's our first time meeting with your husband. How about your husband treats us to a meal? He wouldn't be that stingy, right?" Jessa said with a smile, deliberately getting closer to Edward. "Your husband is quite good-looking."

Edward, already tired from catching a flight back, just wanted to spend some alone time with Hestia. The sudden appearance of this group really annoyed him.

But he still maintained his gentlemanly demeanor in front of Hestia. "Since you're Hestia's classmates, feel free to spend as you like tonight. I'll cover the bill."

Hestia tugged at Edward, her eyes questioning if he was being foolish.

Such poor financial management.

Hestia, didn't

didn't treat me to a meal when you found boyfriends. Why should my husband treat you? Don't use moral coercion,"

aren't low. You can't afford it,

Without a VIP guest, you can only eat downstairs. Jessa's ex-boyfriend is a VIP here. If Jessa uses his name, we can go to the second floor. The minimum spend for a private room is $1,300. Your husband can't afford it, can he?" One of the girls with Jessa rolled her eyes. "Driving a car worth tens of thousands of dollars and you are still

don't want to spend it on you," Hestia said, pulling Edward to

to such a high-end place. Sitting at a table downstairs and eating casually is really embarrassing," Jessa's friend continued

not embarrassing? Spending your ex-boyfriend's money, relying on men for support, engaging in ambiguous relationships, lacking effort and ambition, just preening instead of striving for improvement, and you find that not

angry before. She used to endure

irritable lately, probably because being married gave

she had a bit

matter how much grievance she suffered outside, coming home to see him cooking in the kitchen felt really

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card and led her to the second floor with a smile. Jessa, like a proud peacock, looked at Hestia and Edward with

restaurant manager came

the spending requirement for the

and quickly

and the cheapest ones

Jessa was taken aback.

they're quite wealthy and capable of spending. I can give them my reservation for the top floor observation deck for free. After all, they should be able to afford it," Edward said with a smile, looking at Jessa. "No need to thank Hestia too much. After all,

panicking. They were all college students.

they were the

first shocked, then carefully tugged

still smiled. "Can't afford

opened her mouth, angrily clenching

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