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.

lowered, he was able to press his forehead against

"Does it still hurt?"

only sob uncontrollably and bury her

had sailed alone for so

reassuringly and gestured at his

hand, were

always been an icy cold,

now, wiping the tears of a woman as though he was patiently

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

Janet could hear

woman

eyes

if your eyes are red and

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

eyes landed on the stark slap marks on

Damn it.

a punishment

minutes for Janet to calm

damned driver, piercing shrieks

for a while, the driver finally ran out of breath

turning to his men and ordering coldly, "Keep him alive.No matter what, get him to tell you who’s

minutes later, Ethan’s men dragged the

Janet blew her nose and wiped