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 for

planning to do

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

felt assured by his show of support, and

of dinner, however, Janet put down her

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

corners of Ethan’s lips

and casually pushed the salad bowl

good deeds

didn’t resume

leaned over and narrowed her

things have anything to

showing on

recall anything that could have exposed his involvement in everything

his wife was just

found out the truth, anyway, he decided to explain everything once and for

and crossed

know?" he asked,

head to the side and thought

I’ve always been fortunate in everything I got myself into.Whenever I encountered trouble

that she

picked up his fork and got back to his

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,

of Janet’s mind, a voice was telling her

what it was, but her thoughts were currently in a jumble, and she had no idea where to even

what it was, then

After dismissing