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 inquiries for

planning to do

to drop the matter, and then a few days later, he would tell Janet that they

as he intended, Janet felt assured by his show of support, and didn’t pursue

middle of dinner, however, Janet put down her fork

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

of Ethan’s lips

cleared his throat and casually pushed the salad bowl towards

lot of good deeds in your previous life, and this

didn’t resume

and

have anything to do with

showing on his face,

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

his wife was

he decided to

his fork down and

did you know?" he asked, cool as

her head to the side and thought

I married you, I’ve always 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

her, realizing that she hadn’t found

he picked up his fork and

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?

voice was telling

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

what

need to strain herself over something so trivial After dismissing