My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Just as Janet walked forward, Ethan grabbed her waist and threw her on his shoulder.

"Ethan!" Janet's eyes sprang open in horror.She screamed and hit his back, but the man continued to walk forward.

With a stone-cold face, Ethan didn't say a word on the way.

When he walked out of the elevator, he took out the key, opened the door, and threw Janet on the sofa.

"Can you please let me explain?" Janet asked, her voice breaking almost as if she was about to cry.

Her head began to spin, so she sank on the sofa.

Janet struggled to sit up, but her stomach churned, she wanted to throw up.

"Fine.Explain!" Ethan leaned forward and rested his hands on either side of the sofa as he stared into her eyes.

Janet hugged her knees and looked out the window to avoid his sharp gaze.

forcing her to look at

congratulate me, so I invited him for dinner.I drank too much during dinner.I

on Ethan's knuckles.He looked like a fierce beast that was about

him when we were talking over the

calm, but Janet could sense his

me the gift only after I spoke to you.I invited him as a way of thanking him for the gift - it was a spur-of-the-moment decision.I forgot to tell you about it," Janet argued

were so drunk."

didn't do anything to you in the car?" Janet was so scared that she didn't dare to

trembled as fresh tears filled

so much?" Ethan drew a tissue from the

spine despite

the room were off, so half his face was hidden in the

a good time, so I just drank

hide

Ethan withdrew his hand.