My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Ethan carefully carried Janet into the car.

As he laid her down on the backseat gently, the cool breeze of early autumn blew on her ruddy cheeks.

"Do you know who I am?" he whispered.

Seeing Janet in such a state made Ethan feel terrible.

He ran his fingers through Janet’s messy hair.

There were two obvious palm marks on Janet’s face, and there was a streak of blood at the corner of her mouth.

His heart ached so much that he didn’t dare to touch Janet’s face.

Holding Janet’s shivering body in his arms, he gently tried to comfort her.

"It’s okay now.I’m here.You’re safe.Don’t cry."

Janet clenched the waistcoat of Ethan’s striped suit and looked up at him, tears rolling down her cheeks.

Only then did she return to her senses.

She threw herself into Ethan’s arms and sobbed, "Oh, Ethan, it’s really you…"

"Yes, Janet.It’s me."

Ethan was very patient.He gently fixed the suit jacket he put on her and put his arm around her shoulders.

slightly lowered, he was able to press his forehead against

"Does it still hurt?"

him.She could only sob uncontrollably and bury her face into Ethan’s

that had sailed alone for so long had finally found

reassuringly and gestured at

other hand, were in a state

boss had always been an

wiping the tears of a woman as though he was patiently coaxing

are all red and puffy from the crying.They won’t look pretty for a while,"

could

that, the woman stopped crying

eyes turned

what-even if your eyes are red and puffy.So

that she still had the energy to glare at him, Ethan finally heaved a sigh

eyes landed on the stark slap marks on

Damn it.

a

for Janet to calm down.She was

damned driver, piercing

in pain for a while, the driver finally ran out of breath and fell silent, whimpering

to his men and ordering coldly, "Keep him alive.No matter what, get

minutes later, Ethan’s men

her hand, Janet blew her nose and wiped