The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

A few days later, Natalie arrived at a small church in the suburbs, wearing a simple white slip dress.

She was getting married today.

She was going to marry a man she had never seen before.

She didn’t bother renting a wedding dress because she didn’t want to pay for it. Natalie had to pay the medical fees for Hannah’s surgery.

She bought some white baby’s-breath in a flower shop and asked the seller to give her an extra white silk ribbon to braid her hair. Natalie looked pure and innocent.

It was time for the wedding, but the groom hadn’t arrived yet. The wedding venue was almost empty — only a few people had arrived.

“Don’t worry. He’s probably stuck in traffic. Let’s wait a little longer,” George comforted Natalie.

Natalie’s breathing faltered.

going to marry. His name was Sebastian Klein. The man didn’t have a decent job and was an idler who wasted his time hanging out with punks

someone like him made Natalie stomach churn with anxiety, but she had no

in the church. She was dressed in a gorgeous, soft purple dress.

the Klein family didn’t value the marriage. However, Natalie wasn’t bothered. She only cared about Hannah’s medical

closer to Lauren and whispered, “Will you give me the money as

promised her adoptive parents to trade her

family. Why do you keep talking about money all the time? Don’t worry. I will give you the money as promised. Don’t keep asking about it.” Regardless of how gentle Lauren

Meanwhile, Cassie also arrived.

splashy outfit and expensive

and Lauren with a smug smile. She had stolen Natalie’s wealthy boyfriend, leaving her to marry the

saw Natalie in her wedding dress. A ball of guilt settled in the pit of

passion had ended his relationship with the love of his life.

dragged him to the church. However, he couldn’t refuse after learning that Cassie was

he arrived at the church. Cassie couldn’t bear to watch

even after all these years. Natalie managed to captivate everyone with her charm. People always paid attention to her instead

the occasion. “Believe it or not, I’ll gouge your eyes out. What the hell is so