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.

able to press his forehead against hers, He kissed her

"Does it still hurt?"

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

that had sailed alone for so long had

rubbed her back reassuringly and gestured at his men

the other hand, were

boss had always been

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

red and puffy from the crying.They won’t look

could

the woman stopped crying

teary eyes turned

eyes are red

had the energy to glare

on the stark slap

Damn it.

good a punishment

more minutes for Janet to calm down.She was

men castrated that damned driver, piercing shrieks

the driver finally ran out

coldly, "Keep him alive.No matter what, get him to tell

minutes later, Ethan’s men dragged the driver

a tissue in her hand, Janet blew her nose and wiped her tear-stained