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 do

to drop the matter, and then a few

intended, Janet felt assured by his show

of dinner, however, Janet put down her

always appear to rescue me

of Ethan’s lips

and casually pushed

deeds in your previous

Janet didn’t resume

leaned over and narrowed her eyes

honestly.Did those things have

showing on

anything that could have exposed his involvement

was

found out the truth, anyway, he decided to explain everything once and for

down and

you know?" he asked,

the side and thought about it for a few

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

that she hadn’t found out after

he picked up his fork and got back to his

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

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

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

she couldn’t determine what it was,

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