My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

On the way back home from the cemetery, Janet could tell that Ethan‘s mind was elsewhere.He seemed to be planning something elaborate.He leaned quietly against the car window, absentmindedly looking at the passing scenery.

As soon as they entered the house, they heard the phone in the living room ringing nonstop.Ethan shrugged off his coat and trotted over to the telephone to answer it.He still didn‘t say anything, as if he was expecting the call.

After a while, it seemed that the person on the other end of the phone had finished speaking, and Ethan hung up, still without saying a word.

"Who was that? Why didn‘t you say anything?" Janet asked in confusion.

"Wrong number?"

"Patrick‘s asking us to meet him in the Hancock Club in Barnes," Ethan said in a low voice, his expression darkening.

Janet approached him and held his arm comfortingly.

"Do you want to see him?" she asked gently Ethan smiled coldly.

"He came just in time.Of course I want to see him."

we‘ll go see

reached for his hand and rubbed her cheek against

Hancock Club,

private room was decorated simply but it looked

air, mixed with the fragrance of tea.However, no matter how comfortable the room was, it couldn‘t ease

Seth sat on one side, while Ethan and Janet sat on

over the room and nobody

coughed and looked around cautiously.Then he looked at Seth unhappily and asked, "Where

I asked him to stay at home," Seth answered

Patrick didn‘t mind.

ruined everything if he came.He adjusted his mood and turned to look at Ethan

promise you, nothing like that will ever happen again.I had no idea that Elissa killed your mother, but now that you‘ve put her behind bars and I‘m

hearing this, Seth‘s eyes turned cold for a moment, but he soon regained

a moment before bursting into laughter.But his eyes were devoid of warmth,