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

to

then a few days later,

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

however, Janet put down her fork and turned serious all

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

Ethan’s lips lifted in

casually pushed

a lot of good deeds in

didn’t resume

and narrowed her

those things have

skipped a beat.He could feel his guilt showing on his face, but he composed

his brains, but couldn’t recall anything that could have exposed his involvement in everything related to

his wife was just inherently

anyway, he decided to explain everything

down and crossed his

know?" he asked, cool as a

her head to the side and thought about

myself into.Whenever I

realizing that she hadn’t found out after

himself, he picked up his fork and got

I’m the one who brought you good luck, then who am I to argue? But if that’s the case, then

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

were currently in a jumble, and she had no idea where to

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

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