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.

my friends make some inquiries for

wasn’t planning to do that,

drop the matter, and then a few days later, he would

show

middle of dinner, however, Janet put down her

always appear to rescue me every time I’m in danger?

corners of Ethan’s

and casually pushed the salad

Maybe you’ve done a lot of good deeds in

Janet didn’t resume

leaned over and

those things have anything to do with

heart skipped a beat.He could feel his guilt showing on his face, but he composed himself

but couldn’t recall anything that could have exposed his involvement

was just

she had found out the truth, anyway, he

and crossed his arms over his

know?" he

and thought about it for

myself into.Whenever I encountered trouble at work or other things, the problems were always

that she hadn’t

his fork and got back to his

and who you meet, you’re bound to be fortunate.I won’t refuse your praise, though.If you say that I’m the one who

back of Janet’s mind, a voice

what it was, but her thoughts were currently in a jumble, and she had no idea

what it was, then

over something so trivial After dismissing the voice in