The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

After work, Charis planned to have dinner with a friend. He was the son of the Perkins family — a handsome, wealthy man.

However, he was also a notorious playboy in the city. He had dated countless women. The man was a charmer and could get any woman in bed.

But despite that, he had never been with a woman for more than three months. Kent Perkins was talking over the phone as he walked into the box.

“Get a goddamn abortion! Don’t call me again,” he grunted impatiently.

One of the women he had dated had been pestering him for the past few days. She was a married woman. Kent, as usual, had abandoned her after getting what he wanted.

However, the woman claimed to be pregnant with his child and insisted on keeping the baby. She had also said she wanted to divorce her husband and be with him, which. forced Kent to flee the UK and return to Seacisco.

“Gosh, you haven’t changed one bit. One day, you’ll pay the price for all this!” Charis’s nose scrunched up with disgust.

If her family wasn’t friends with the Perkins, she wouldn’t want to be associated with Kent in any way. He had tricked a lot of women into bed with his charm.

Kent was used to her attitude. He took off his coat and hung it on the back of his chair before filling her glass with wine. “What’s up?” he asked, smiling. Charis seldom asked him out.

“Nothing. I just haven’t seen you for three years, so I wanted to catch up.” Charis shrugged noncommittally. Kent was indeed

happy to have dinner with a beautiful woman.

The two chatted as they ate. Gradually, Charis shifted the topic to women, which she knew would undoubtedly captivate Kent’s interest. She casually mentioned Natalie in the conversation, praising her beauty.

“How beautiful is she?” Kent sounded curious. “Do you have any photos of her?”

Charis took out a photo of Natalie at work and showed it to him. Kent’s eyes widened as he looked at the picture. He took the phone and zoomed in, examining every inch of her beautiful face.

understatement. She

I don’t think you

as if he

got her?” Charis knew that Kent was determined to get Natalie to prove himself. She was his next conquest.

won. I will introduce you to all the beautiful women I

heart. Sebastian was busy cooking in the kitchen when he heard Natalie come in. He

her and asked, “What would you like

bag and glanced at him. He was wearing a gray shirt and a pair of

know where he learned to cook

looked at another woman the same way he looked at her, which always made her weak in the knees.

wrecked Natalie’s peace at

the bedroom door. “Cook whatever

slammed the door, Sebastian stood there, staring at the closed

them. Sebastian couldn’t take it anymore. He felt depressed. He walked to the door, hoping to explain to Natalie that he and Charis weren’t close. However, Sebastian had already made it clear

to remain silent. He couldn’t tell Natalie that Charis liked him because it would

a tricky path to tread. The weather gradually turned cold at

a quick shower, and lay on the bed, wrapped in

her eyes, ignoring him. Since Sebastian wanted Natalie to stay in his room, he practically turned her old bedroom into a storage room, making it

lifted the blanket and lay beside Natalie, resting his head on his arm. The

Natalie’s head. Noticing his presence, Natalie moved away from him, pulling the blanket closer to keep a safe distance from him. Sebastian closed his eyes and let

that night. The next morning, she walked to the company in a daze. The company was only a couple of blocks away from their new apartment, so she walked to work every day. But today, the road ahead was under construction, so Natalie had to take a different route. Autumns were dry in Seacisco. The leaves of the ginkgo trees had turned yellow. Natalie stopped and admired the beauty

Natalie had no time to dodge. She fell to the ground in

of her. Just

and didn’t

still in a state of shock. She looked up and saw a man examining her with concern. He was a handsome man who seemed to be able to effortlessly win women’s

off her dress, and picked up her bag to leave, “Miss, your ankle is scraped. I think there must be other wounds as well. Let me take you to the hospital for a check-up.”