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.

grasped her chin, forcing her

a promotion and salary hike.Christopher gave me a gift to congratulate me, so I invited him for dinner.I drank too much during dinner.I had no idea

dropped on Ethan's knuckles.He looked like a fierce

invited him when we were talking over the

calm, but Janet could

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

so drunk."

to you in

fresh

tolerance.Why did you drink so much?" Ethan drew a tissue from the table

spine despite the gentleness

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

to be around all my friends, and I was having a good time, so I just

wished she could hide from the man’s intense

Ethan withdrew his hand.