My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Ethan immediately closed the door.He ran into the bathroom to wet the towels, which he then draped over Janet and himself "What would cause this fire? There’s no one else on our floor, and I’m pretty sure the 21st floor is empty as well…"

Janet coughed, her eyes tearing up from all the heavy smoke she couldn’t fathom why this was happening.

Their apartment was on the top floor, and no one else lived beside or below their unit. The fire had escalated at this point, and a dark cloud of smoke spread through the corridor, turning the place into a hot oven.

"Shh, it’s okay," Ethan comforted her.

"Someone must have called 911; the firefighters should be on their way. They'll be here soon."

His face was glistening with sweat, with drops trickling from his chin.

"I’ll go and check how bad it is out there.Let me see if we have a way to escape on our own.Stay here and watch yourself, okay? Make sure you don’t get burned."

"Ethan!" Janet grabbed his arm in a vise-like grip.

"Be careful."

He hiked up her towel over her head and said, "I will.Don’t worry."

With that, Ethan pulled the door open and disappeared into the dark.

As the fire had come from the floor below, the stairs were naturally out of the question.

fiercely the fire raged,

neighborhood had always been commended by the community for its fire safety

disaster was definitely intentional. He was sure of

staring at the clock on the wall since Ethan

had been almost ten minutes, and he

she opened the door and screamed into the burning

"Ethan!"

thick

told you to stay put, didn’t

energy.We’re going to have

was worried

Janet wailed, feeling aggrieved.

patches from the ash in the air, but it

ever, despite the severity of

pulled her into the bedroom, closing the door behind

out his phone

responder, he looked to

only one

another moment’s hesitation, Ethan called

ordered as soon as the line connected, no longer caring about

had already dashed into the bathroom and was