My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Rubbing his temples in a bid to alleviate his headache, Frank took off his mask. Heaving a sigh, he massaged his stiff shoulder.

“He’s no longer in any real danger, but he had been seriously injured. He has multiple second degree burns and his lungs are damaged from inhaling too much smoke. He’s going to be in the hospital for at least three weeks.”

“I need to see him.” She tried to go into the ward. Frank stopped her.

“He’s awake, but you can’t go in there. He needs an asepsis environment while his burns heal. if you go in there right now, you might take in bacteria.”

Disappointment darkened Janet’s eyes. She tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear, lowering her head apologetically.

“You’re right. I’m sorry. I wasn’t thinking.”

that she was just worried about Ethan. He

you should ready your heart for the sight. He’s all wrapped up in gauze. I don’t think even he himself ever imagined someday he’d look just like a mummy.” Janet smiled, knowing that Frank was making jokes in a bid to make her

to the window. Lifting a hand

had said, he was wrapped up in bandages and gauze like a mummy. He looked terrible.

with her. He couldn't speak,

she hurriedly covered her mouth with one hand to keep her sobs from coming out. If he had not helped

that injured he can still torment single people with PDA What a jerk!”

wiped her tear-filled eyes and gave him

you, Doctor Watson. Thank you so much for saving him.” “You’re welcome.” Frank laughed in his mind. Ethan invested in the hospital. There was nothing

order to take care of Ethan. Since it was the off

The service was great in the private hospital and due