My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

"It's just so weird.How can a person disappear without a trace just like that?"

Janet had been pondering the matter for so long, but she still couldn’t figure it out.Her elbows were propped on the table, her dainty little chin resting on the tent of her fingers.She pursed her lips and squinted at the distance as she thought of every possible explanation for her savior’s disappearance.

Ethan emerged from the kitchen with the tableware.

He couldn’t help but chuckle at the tiny furrow between her brows and the slight pucker of her lips.

"Think about it carefully.Maybe you forgot something, or missed some details."

He set their places on the table.

His cooking skills had significantly improved these last few weeks, and tonight, he had volunteered to cook dinner for them two.

"Oh, please."

Janet shot Ethan a glare.

"There’s no way I would forget anything about the person who saved my life."

And then something occurred to her.

"Ethan! You can help me find her, right?" Ethan paused.

He couldn’t let Janet know the existence of this bodyguard, no matter what.He stalled by picking up Janet’s fork and handing it to her.

Although the indoor heating was on, it was still a little cold.

Ethan was wearing a cream turtleneck sweater and lounge pants.He looked cozy and relaxed, with just a hint of his usual debonair elegance.

"All right," he finally said.

make

to do that, of

it to get her to drop the matter, and then a few days later, he would tell

intended, Janet felt assured by his show of support,

of dinner, however, Janet put down her fork and turned serious all of a

like I’ve been very lucky recently.I mean, why does someone always appear to rescue

corners of Ethan’s

cleared his throat and casually pushed the salad bowl

lot of good deeds in your previous life, and this is

Janet didn’t

and narrowed her eyes at

those things have

guilt showing on his

recall anything that could have exposed

wife was just inherently

out the truth, anyway, he decided to explain everything once and

fork down and crossed

he asked, cool as a

head to the side and thought about it

everything I got myself into.Whenever I encountered trouble at work or other things, the problems were

that

he picked up his fork and

very charming person.No matter where you are and who you meet, you’re bound to be fortunate.I won’t refuse your praise, though.If you say that I’m the one who brought you good luck, then who am I to argue? But if that’s

Janet’s mind, a voice was telling her

discover what it was, but her thoughts were currently in a jumble, and she had no idea where

she couldn’t determine what it was, then

was no need to strain herself over something so trivial After dismissing the voice in her