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

planning to do that,

a few days later, he would tell Janet that they had no leads about

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

of dinner, however, Janet put down her fork and

but I feel like I’ve been very lucky recently.I mean, why does someone always appear to

Ethan’s lips lifted in

cleared his throat and casually pushed the salad bowl

knows? Maybe you’ve done a lot of good deeds in your previous life, and this is

didn’t resume

leaned over and narrowed her eyes

have

could feel his guilt showing on his face,

that could have exposed his involvement in everything related

was just

anyway, he

put his fork down and crossed his

know?" he asked,

her head to the side and thought about it for

been fortunate in everything I got myself into.Whenever I encountered

at her, realizing that she

up his fork and got back to

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

voice

discover what it was, but her thoughts were currently in a jumble, and she had no

what

over something so trivial After dismissing the voice in