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.

his head slightly lowered, he was able to press

"Does it still hurt?"

sob uncontrollably and bury her face into Ethan’s

for so

her back reassuringly and gestured at his men to bring some

men, on the other hand,

boss had always been an

he was now, wiping the tears of a

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

Janet could hear

woman stopped

teary eyes

if your eyes are red and puffy.So stop crying.It hurts

still had the energy to glare

stark slap marks on her face, his expression

Damn it.

was too good a punishment for the

minutes for

men castrated that damned driver, piercing shrieks

driver finally ran out of breath and fell silent, whimpering

ordering coldly, "Keep him alive.No matter

few minutes later, Ethan’s men

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