Substitute Marriage With the Illegitimate Son novel Chapter 357

"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. "I'llhave my friends make some inquiries for you." Ethan wasn't planning to do that, of course. He only said it to get her to drop the matter, and then a few days later, he would tell Janet that they had no leads about her savior's whereabouts.

Just as he intended, Janet felt assured by his show of support, and didn't pursue the subject any further.

In the middle of dinner, however, Janet put down her fork and turned serious all of a sudden. "I'm not sure why, 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 should buy a lottery ticket?" The corners of Ethan's lips lifted in amusement. He cleared his throat and casually pushed the salad bowl towards her. "Who knows? Maybe you've done a lot of good deeds in your previous life, and this is your reward."

But Janet didn't resume eating. Instead, she leaned over and narrowed her eyes at him. "Tell me, honestly. Did those things have anything to do with you?"

Ethan's heart skipped a beat. He could feel his guilt showing on his face, but he composed himself in the next second.

He racked his brains, but couldn't recall anything that could have exposed his involvement in everything related to Janet's safety. Perhaps his wife was just inherently clever.

Since she had found out the truth, anyway, he decided to explain everything once and for all. Ethan put his fork down and crossed his arms over his chest. "How did you know?" he asked, cool as a cucumber.

Janet cocked her head to the side and thought about it for a few seconds. "It's just that... Ever since I married you, I've always been fortunate in everything I got myself into. Whenever I encountered trouble at work or other things, the problems were always resolved quickly. It's obviously because of you."