My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Kent turned to look at Janet’s delicate face.
She wasn’t the most beautiful woman he had ever seen, but there was something about her eyes that made her stand out.What
was it about her that obsessed him?
Janet saw Kent looking at her steadily, as though he was thinking about something.she couldn’t understand what that look
meant, but she couldn’t help but feel a little uncomfortable, what with Kent’s eyes being glued to her.
Unable to hold his gaze any longer, she raised her voice and asked awkwardly, "Did you hear me?"
Her question brought Kent back to his senses.
He felt as though he was going insane.
Recently, he hadn’t been himself.
He wasn’t exactly sick, but he had been feeling listless until he saw Janet.
He didn’t know how long it had been since he had last been with a woman.
Ever since he met Janet, he hadn’t even looked at another woman.
At first, he thought it was because he couldn’t get Janet to fall in love with him that he felt drawn to her, prohibiting him from
moving on to the next woman.
He didn’t want things to be like this.Wasn’t it better to keep playing the game than to commit to one woman who didn’t even like
him?
Wanting to go back to his old self, he started going to all kinds of clubs and bars, but something felt different.Kent hadn’t noticed
it at first until one of his friends made a casual comment about it.
"So, Kent, when did you change your type?"
"What do you mean?" Kent looked at him in confusion.
"You like young and innocent girls with big, bright eyes now! That wasn’t your type before."
As if waking up from a dream, Kent blinked and stared at the woman in his arms carefully.

After a moment’s pause, Kent had to down a bottle of wine.
Since then, he had been having trouble getting Janet off his mind.
The harder he tried, the more stuck he was.
One day, he had one bottle too many.
It suddenly occurred to his drunk self that a friend of his had once predicted that he’d be in love with someone who didn’t love
him back, and that was the price he had to pay for breaking too many girls’ hearts.
Now, his friend’s prediction had come true.
"Of course you owe me one-a big one, at that.Since you brought it up, you should start thinking about how you can repay
me.How about more than just a dinner this time?"
Kent smiled at Janet gently.
However, this only made Janet feel even more uncomfortable.
The look in Kent’s eyes was so strangely affectionate.
Rubbing the goose bumps on her arms, she skirted around the topic and said, "Let’s talk about it later.We have to go now.You
don’t want Emani’s crazy fans to keep waiting at the gate, do you?"
"Be careful," Kent said politely.
His affectionate tone sent a shiver down Janet’s spine.
She hurried out, Laney in tow.
The exit led to a back alley behind the shopping mall.
After they made it to the street, they hailed a taxi and went straight home.
A mob of reporters and Emani’s fans were blocking the entrance to their neighborhood.
The fans held up placards as though they were in a rally.

"Janet, you bitch!"
"Come out and apologize!"