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.

to press his forehead against hers, He kissed

"Does it still hurt?"

could only sob uncontrollably and bury her face into

sailed alone for so long had finally found a harbor

rubbed her back reassuringly and gestured at his men

the other hand,

always been an

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

crying.They won’t look pretty for a while," he whispered in a

Janet could hear

that, the woman

eyes

if your eyes are red and puffy.So stop

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

eyes landed on the stark slap marks on her face, his expression darkened

Damn it.

a punishment for the

took a few more minutes for Janet to

men castrated that damned driver, piercing shrieks echoed across

while, the driver finally

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

later, Ethan’s men dragged the driver

a tissue in her hand, Janet blew her nose and wiped