My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

It was already half past one when Janet got home that evening.

Quiet as a mouse, she opened the door and crept inside.

Only the sound of the clock ticking on the wall could be heard.

Janet flicked on the light switch.

To her surprise, the sandwich from breakfast was still sitting on the table where she left it, and there was not a beer bottle in sight.

She walked into the living room in her slippers and looked around in confusion, "Ethan?"

It was so late, but Ethan seemed to not have come back yet.

Or was he asleep in his room? Janet had half a mind to knock on his bedroom door, but decided against it on second thought.

She was afraid she'd just wake him up.

In the end, she quietly opened his door and poked her head in.

To her surprise, the room was empty.

decided to wait for Ethan to

had happened, she was wide awake.She popped the sandwich in the microwave to heat it up.She settled on the sofa and watched TV while

of what had

heard the sound of

stepped inside wearing a simple, clean white T-

prominent nose stuck out more than usual, making him

on her sandwich, Janet looked

"Why're you so late?"

shift.A colleague was late, so I covered his shift for another

he was getting more and more skillful

didn't know you could stay up this late all the time," Janet said, after thinking about it for a

his coat and

He craned his neck to get a bite of her sandwich, then he put his arm around her shoulder and pinched

his eyebrows slightly, he

always stay up late.Why are you getting so worked up

to retort, Janet kept silent and looked down, feeling a bit sheepish.He was

overtime a lot and was often late to go

something happened today," she suddenly said, looking

relayed what had happened

it was her responsibility to inform Ethan