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.

a slight frown, Janet decided to wait for Ethan

sandwich in the microwave to heat it up.She settled

of what had

the sound of the key unlocking the

inside wearing a simple, clean white T- shirt underneath a

nose stuck out more than usual, making him look even

Janet looked

"Why're you so late?"

shift.A colleague was late, so I covered his shift for another half an hour," Ethan

he realized he was getting more and

have night shifts often? I didn't know you could stay up this late all the time," Janet said, after thinking about it

shrugged off his coat and

smells so good." He craned his neck to get a bite

his eyebrows

stay up late.Why are you getting so worked up

looked down,

worked overtime a lot and was often late to go

happened today," she suddenly said,

had happened in the

she thought it was her