Pregnant and Divorced, The Billionaire's Regret
“I knew you looked kinda familiar. You’re that the idol, Owen Lee, Right?”
Owen stopped, his eyes not once leaving Jamil’s, and he gave a single nod of his head, acknowledging him.
“I’m a fan, well, was a fan. You lost me the moment you decided to propose to Leonica.”
“What do you want?”
Jamil’s smile widened and he pushed himself off the wall. “You and her are engaged, correct? Or is the media spreading a fake news again?”
“It’s true.” Owen answered confidently. “But you still haven’t answered my question. Why are you here?”