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 inquiries

planning to

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

as he intended, Janet felt assured by his show of support, and didn’t pursue the subject

Janet put down her

recently.I mean, why does someone always appear

of Ethan’s lips lifted

throat and casually

of good deeds in your previous life, and this is your

Janet didn’t

leaned over and

have anything to do

skipped a beat.He could feel his guilt showing on his face, but he composed himself in

anything that could have exposed

was just inherently

truth, anyway, he decided to explain everything once and for

and crossed his arms over his

you know?" he asked, cool as

to the side and thought about it for

always been fortunate in everything I got myself into.Whenever I encountered trouble at work or other things, the problems were always resolved quickly.It’s obviously because of

at her, realizing that she hadn’t found

himself, he picked up his fork

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 for the

mind, a voice was

it was, but her thoughts were currently

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

trivial After dismissing the voice in her head, Janet rolled her eyes