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.

my friends make some inquiries for

planning to do that, of

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

felt assured by his show of

of dinner, however, Janet put down her

I’ve been very lucky recently.I mean, why does someone always appear to rescue

Ethan’s lips lifted in

cleared his throat and casually pushed the salad bowl towards

of good deeds

didn’t

over and

have anything to do with

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

brains, but couldn’t recall anything that could have exposed

wife was just inherently

had found out the truth, anyway, he

put his fork down and crossed his

know?" he asked,

cocked her head to the side and thought about it for

got myself into.Whenever I encountered trouble

her, realizing that she hadn’t

he picked up his fork

matter where you 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?

Janet’s mind, a voice was telling her that she had

was, but her thoughts were currently in a jumble, and

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

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