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.

my friends make some inquiries for

wasn’t planning to do that, of

and then a few days later, he would tell Janet that they had

felt assured by his show

dinner, however, Janet put down her

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

Ethan’s lips lifted in

casually pushed the

lot of good deeds in your previous life, and

Janet didn’t resume

leaned over and

those things have anything

feel his guilt showing on his face,

that could

his wife was

truth, anyway, he decided to explain everything once

put his fork down and crossed

he asked, cool as a

the side and thought about

fortunate in everything I got myself into.Whenever I encountered trouble at

blinked at her, realizing that she

he picked up his fork and

charming person.No 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? But if that’s the case, then shouldn’t you be thanking me for the

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

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

she couldn’t determine what it was, then

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