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

wasn’t planning to do that,

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

felt assured by his show

dinner, however, Janet put down her

very lucky recently.I mean, why does someone always appear to rescue me every time

of Ethan’s

his throat and casually pushed the salad bowl towards

good deeds in your previous life, and this

didn’t resume

and narrowed her eyes

those things have anything to do with

his guilt showing on his face, but he composed himself in

but couldn’t recall anything that could have

wife was just

the truth, anyway, he

put his fork down and crossed his arms

did you know?" he asked, cool as a

side and thought about it for

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

realizing that

to himself, he picked up his

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

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

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

figured if she couldn’t determine what

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