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.

friends make some

wasn’t planning to do that,

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

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

dinner, however, Janet put down her fork and turned serious all

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

corners of Ethan’s lips lifted

throat and casually pushed the salad

knows? Maybe you’ve done a lot of good deeds in your previous

didn’t

over and narrowed her eyes at

have anything to

showing on his face, but he

anything that could have exposed

wife was just

anyway, he decided

his fork down and crossed

did you know?" he asked, cool as a

cocked her head to the side and thought about it

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

at her, realizing that she hadn’t found out

picked 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, then shouldn’t you be thanking me

mind, a voice was telling her

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

figured if she couldn’t determine what it was, then it must

strain herself over something so trivial After dismissing the voice