My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Janet didn’t know what had happened. She was so engrossed in the movie that she didn’t notice when the ceiling started to shake. The next thing she knew, she was lying flat on the floor of the aisle underneath Ethan as the ceiling collapsed.

To her horror, something heavy fell on Ethan and she heard a loud noise. Then it was pure chaos. The room fell into darkness. She could hear people’s screams and cries for help and Ethan’s heavy breathing.

“Ethan, are you hurt?” she asked urgently.

A faint smell of blood wafted in the air. Janet had no idea if it was Ethan’s or someone else’s. Having been hit just now, Et han had rolled down the stairs. Janet’s voice trembled as she fumbled for Ethan in the darkness.

“Ethan?” She knew that he must’ve gotten hurt. She could hear his low, pained moans in the darkness.

However, after a few deep breaths, it became deathly silent. Janet couldn’t hear anything from the direction where Ethan was. Janet wanted to rush to his side, but a ceiling frame had inadvertently caged her. When she tried to stand up, her head hit the slate, causing a flurry of concrete powder to fall all over Janet’s face.

inhaled the powder and

get a feel for her surroundings, Janet concluded that

of her lungs. Although there weren’t many other people watching this movie, she recalled at least a dozen

ceiling had knocked them out. Without thinking too much, Janet continued to

“Ouch!” Pain shot up from her knees. Janet winced and fumbled forward, trying to navigate with her palms. Finally, she touched something that felt like knitted fabric. It had to be the

Ethan, can you hear me?” Janet tapped him, but

something sticky and warm. Her mind went

a faint breath coming from

Then she retraced

it. Consequently, the floor was covered in broken glass. Janet tried