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

she was wide awake.She popped the sandwich in the

of what had happened in

later, she heard the sound

clean white T- shirt underneath a

out more than usual,

her sandwich, Janet looked

"Why're you so late?"

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

he was getting more and

up this late all the time," Janet said, after thinking about it for

shrugged off his coat and sat next to

craned his neck to get a bite of her

his eyebrows

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

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

a lot and was often late to

happened today," she suddenly said, looking up at

relayed what had happened

she thought it was her responsibility to inform