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.

have my friends make some

to

matter, and then a few days later, he would tell Janet that they had no

intended, Janet felt assured by his show of support, and didn’t pursue the subject any

of dinner, however, Janet put down her

why, but I feel like I’ve been very lucky recently.I mean, why does someone always appear to rescue me every time I’m in danger? Ethan, do you think I should buy a lottery

of Ethan’s

cleared his throat and casually pushed the salad

Maybe you’ve done a lot of good deeds

Janet didn’t resume

and narrowed her eyes at

me, honestly.Did those things have anything to

could feel his guilt showing on his face, but he composed himself

his brains, but couldn’t recall anything that could

wife was just

out the truth, anyway, he decided

put his fork down and crossed his arms over his

you know?" he asked, cool as a

to the side and thought about

been fortunate in everything I got myself into.Whenever I encountered trouble at work or other things, the problems were always resolved quickly.It’s obviously because

at her, realizing that she

to himself, he picked up his fork

won’t refuse your praise, though.If you say that I’m the one who brought you good luck, then

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

was, but her thoughts were currently in a jumble, and she had

then figured if she couldn’t determine what it was, then it must be

so trivial After dismissing the voice in her head, Janet rolled