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

wasn’t planning to do that, of

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

show of support,

however, Janet put down her fork

why, but I feel like I’ve been very lucky recently.I mean, why does someone always appear to rescue me every time I’m in danger? Ethan, do you think I should buy a lottery

Ethan’s

his throat and casually pushed the salad

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

Janet didn’t

and narrowed her eyes

have anything to do with

on his face, but he composed himself in the next

recall anything that could have exposed his

wife was just inherently

found out the truth, anyway, he decided

put his fork down and crossed his arms over his

you know?" he asked, cool as

head to the side and thought about it for a few

always been fortunate in everything I got myself into.Whenever I encountered trouble at work or

that she hadn’t found out

to himself, he picked up his fork and got back to his

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

mind, a voice was telling her that she had missed

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

determine what it was,

over something so trivial After dismissing the voice in her head, Janet rolled her