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.

friends make some inquiries

wasn’t planning to do

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

show of support,

dinner, however, Janet put down her fork and

recently.I mean, why does someone always appear

corners of Ethan’s lips lifted in

casually pushed

knows? Maybe you’ve done a lot of good deeds in your previous life, and this is

didn’t resume

and narrowed her eyes at

have anything

could feel his guilt showing on his face, but he

brains, but couldn’t recall anything that could have exposed

was

anyway, he decided to explain everything once

his fork down and crossed his

know?" he asked, cool as

her head to the side and thought about

since I married you, I’ve always been fortunate in everything I got myself into.Whenever I encountered trouble at work or other things,

her, realizing that she hadn’t found out after

to himself, he picked up his fork and

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 the case, then shouldn’t you be

of Janet’s mind, a voice was telling her that

but her thoughts were currently in a jumble, and she had no idea where to even

then figured if she couldn’t determine what it was, then it must be nothing

After dismissing