The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

"It's just so weird.How can a person disappear without a trace just like that?"

Janet had been pondering the matter for so long, but she still couldn’t figure it out.Her elbows were propped on the table, her dainty little chin resting on the tent of her fingers.She pursed her lips and squinted at the distance as she thought of every possible explanation for her savior’s disappearance.

Ethan emerged from the kitchen with the tableware.

He couldn’t help but chuckle at the tiny furrow between her brows and the slight pucker of her lips.

"Think about it carefully.Maybe you forgot something, or missed some details."

He set their places on the table.

His cooking skills had significantly improved these last few weeks, and tonight, he had volunteered to cook dinner for them two.

"Oh, please."

Janet shot Ethan a glare.

"There’s no way I would forget anything about the person who saved my life."

And then something occurred to her.

"Ethan! You can help me find her, right?" Ethan paused.

He couldn’t let Janet know the existence of this bodyguard, no matter what.He stalled by picking up Janet’s fork and handing it to her.

Although the indoor heating was on, it was still a little cold.

Ethan was wearing a cream turtleneck sweater and lounge pants.He looked cozy and relaxed, with just a hint of his usual debonair elegance.

"All right," he finally said.

have my friends make some inquiries for

planning to

then a few days later, he would tell Janet that they had no leads

assured by his show of support, and didn’t pursue the subject any

put down her fork and turned serious all

but I feel like I’ve been very lucky recently.I mean, why does someone always appear to rescue me every time I’m in danger? Ethan, do you think I

Ethan’s lips lifted

throat and casually pushed

Maybe you’ve done a lot of good deeds in your previous life, and

Janet didn’t

over and narrowed her eyes

honestly.Did those things have anything to do

showing on his face, but he composed himself in

anything that could have

wife was

found out the truth, anyway, he decided to

down and crossed his

he asked, cool as

side and thought about it

since I married you, I’ve always been fortunate in everything I got myself into.Whenever

that she hadn’t found

picked up his fork and

refuse your praise, though.If you say that I’m the one who brought you good luck, then who am I

a voice was telling her

was, but her thoughts were currently

then figured if she couldn’t determine what it was,

herself over something so trivial After