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

planning to do that, of

to get her to drop the matter, and then a few days later, he would tell Janet that they had no leads

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

down her fork

does someone always appear to rescue me every time I’m in danger? Ethan, do you think I should buy

of Ethan’s lips lifted

casually pushed the

deeds in your previous life, and this is your

Janet didn’t

she leaned over and narrowed

things have anything to do

guilt showing on

could have exposed his involvement in

his wife was

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

and crossed his

did you know?" he asked, cool as

to the side and thought about it for

everything I got myself into.Whenever I encountered trouble at work or other things,

her, realizing that she

up his fork and got

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? But if that’s the case,

of Janet’s mind, a voice was telling her

to discover what it was, but her thoughts were currently in a jumble, and she

if she couldn’t determine what it was,

trivial After dismissing the voice in