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.

have my friends make some inquiries

to

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

his show of support, and

Janet put down her fork and turned serious all of

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

of Ethan’s lips

casually pushed the

good deeds in your previous life, and this is

Janet didn’t

over and

me, honestly.Did those things have anything to do

a beat.He could feel his guilt showing on his face, but

could have exposed his involvement in everything related to Janet’s

was just

truth, anyway, he decided to

and crossed his arms over his

did you know?" he asked,

cocked her head to the side and thought about it

myself into.Whenever I encountered trouble at work or other things, the problems were always resolved

her, realizing that she hadn’t found

he picked up his fork and got back to his

that I’m the one who brought you good luck, then

mind, a voice was telling her that she had

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

then figured if she couldn’t determine what it was, then it must be nothing

to strain herself over something so trivial After dismissing