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,

"Does it still hurt?"

him.She could only sob uncontrollably

as though a boat that had sailed alone for so long had finally found

rubbed her back reassuringly and gestured at his men to bring

the other hand, were in

boss had always been

now, wiping the tears of a woman as though he

eyes are all red and puffy from the crying.They won’t look pretty for a while," he whispered in

Janet could hear

that, the woman stopped crying

eyes

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

the energy to glare at

the stark slap marks on her face,

Damn it.

was too good a punishment for the

a few more minutes for

Ethan’s men castrated that damned driver, piercing shrieks

while, the driver finally ran out of

ears before turning to his men and ordering coldly, "Keep him alive.No matter what,

Ethan’s men dragged the

Janet blew her nose and wiped her