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.

Janet decided to wait for Ethan to come back.She wasn't sleepy

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

of

twenty minutes later, she heard the sound of the key unlocking

clean

stuck out more than usual,

her sandwich, Janet looked up at him

"Why're you so late?"

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

he was

often? I didn't know you could stay up this late all the time,"

coat and sat next to

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

his eyebrows slightly, he

getting so worked up about me

Janet kept silent and looked

lot and was often

she suddenly said, looking up

she relayed what had happened in the elevator

hand, she thought it was her