My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

The next day, Janet went to the company early in the morning Ethan couldn’t sleep well that night.

When he went to brush his the next morning, he looked at himself in the mirror and found three red marks on his forehead.

He could neither cover it with a mask nor did he have long enough hair to hide it.He had no choice but to go out this way.

There was a meeting for the senior executives in the Larson Group today. Everyone was well prepared for the meeting with a solemn look on their faces.

Garrett sat on the left, idly rotating a pen with his fingers.

Just then, the room of the meeting room flew open.

Ethan walked in, wearing a dark blue suit, followed by his assistant Sean, who was carrying a laptop and the necessary documents for the meeting.

He exuded his-usual majestic aura.

However, the red marks on his cold face seemed to catch everyone’s attention.

Everyone stared at Ethan with bated breath as if they had seen a ghost. They wondered who had scratched the CEO of the Larson Group this way.

Garrett’s mouth widened in shock.He leaned closer to Ethan and asked, "Boss, what’s wrong with your face?"

The corner of Ethan’s mouth twitched, and his hand flipping through the documents stilled.He looked up and glared at Garrett.

"Well, my cat scratched-me."

frightened the

fell silent and dared not

meeting, everyone left with

haven’t managed to get

asked Ethan as he closed the laptop and pushed the glasses up

rubbed his

It was all because of

laughing, tears

back on his

your bonus this quarter and buy coffee and desserts for all the staff of our

"I’m sorry, boss!"

stopped laughing and

wrong, apologize to her like you mean it.And

recalling how Jañet had protectively covered

reaction last night, I could tell she was angry.She refused to talk to me

still angry.When a woman says it doesn’t matter, it certainly matters.When a woman says she isn’t angry, it means

explained patiently like an

Ethan’s expression was unpredictable.

Garrett read his mind.