My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

After getting off work, Ethan sal inside his cai, staring at everyone leaving the Larson Group’s building

He didn’t start driving until he saw Janet walking out. He then followed her closely, making sure to tail her at a moderate speed When he noticed that she wasn’t on her way home, he sped up and pulled over beside her

Janet looked inside the car and saw Ethan.

He was truly dashing in his suit. And the smile on his face made him look all the more charming. Ethan rested his hands on the steering wheel, visibly hesitant before asking, “Wanna go home together?”

Janet ignored him and continued walking along the road.

Ethan followed her for a few minutes before she finally stopped in her tracks, frustrated and livid

Why am I angry with Ethan? Charis is the one who provoked me! This is all because of my pathetic self-esteem and insecurities. Janet thought in distress

The mere thought of that made Janet feel even sadder.

She and Ethan were like two parallel lines that would never meet in between. If it weren’t for his mother’s last wish, they never would’ve gotten together.

pulled over behind her. It took a few

Ethan frowned

feeling happy, he sensed that something was amiss. The reason why Janet wasn’t talking to him before was because she was angry with him. But now, he could

sank. He quietly turned the steering wheel and drove back

villa. When Ethan unfastened his seatbelt, he noticed that Janet wasn’t getting off the car. She was staring at an old couple beside the pedestrian crossing. The old woman was

Ethan’s heart tightened and his voice became hoarse,

chuckling

“I don’t think so.”

clenched the steering wheel, immediately

at him intently

old man, so I won’t be able to support

about to say something, she cut him off

the first time ever, Ethan’s mind went blank.

you and what did they say?”

had thought that Janet

a period of time, she would stop getting angry, and by then, he’d apologize to her again. Then, everything would be okay again. Not once did he think that they’d get a divorce. Still shaking her head, Janet looked down while twirling the lace on the hemline of her