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 some inquiries

to do that, of

only said it to get her to drop the matter, and then a few days later, he would tell Janet that they had

felt assured by his show of support, and didn’t

down her fork

been very lucky recently.I mean, why does someone always appear to rescue me every time I’m in danger? Ethan, do you think

of Ethan’s

throat and casually pushed the salad bowl towards

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

didn’t resume

and narrowed

honestly.Did those things have

beat.He could feel his guilt showing on his

recall anything that could have

was just inherently

he decided to explain

down and crossed his arms over

know?" he asked, cool as a

and thought about it for a

into.Whenever I encountered trouble at work

that she hadn’t found out

up his fork and got back

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 the case, then shouldn’t you be thanking me

of Janet’s mind, a voice was telling her

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

what it was, then it must be

need to strain herself over something so trivial After dismissing the voice in her head, Janet rolled