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.

was able to press his forehead against hers, He kissed her earlobe

"Does it still hurt?"

could only sob uncontrollably and

alone for so long

and gestured at his men to bring some

the other hand, were in a state

been an icy

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

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

could hear

the woman stopped crying

eyes

what-even if your eyes are red

to glare at him, Ethan finally heaved a sigh

eyes landed on the stark slap marks on her

Damn it.

good a

took a few more minutes for Janet to calm down.She was

Ethan’s men castrated that damned driver, piercing shrieks

the driver finally ran out of breath and fell silent,

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

Ethan’s men dragged the driver

her hand, Janet blew her nose and wiped her tear-stained