The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

Sebastian stroked the coins in his hand. He remembered seeing Natalie quarrel with her parents when he went to the Quinn family’s house.

They didn’t seem to get along with each other.

“What happened? Why are you nervous? Why do you freak out every time I mention your family?” Sebastian ruffled Natalie’s hair tenderly.

“How can I spend a woman’s money? You better use my money first.”

After a moment’s thought, Sebastian took out his wallet from his jacket pocket and placed it in Natalie’s hands.

“I’ve made some money working part-time in a shop for the past few days.”

Natalie looked at the wallet, and her bangs covered her pretty face.

Just as the two looked at each other in silence, they heard a voice dripping with sarcasm.

“It looks like you really have been living a miserable life.

You can’t even afford to take a taxi and have to take a bus home.”

Natalie turned in the direction of the voice and found a white BMW parked at the curb not far away.

Wearing cat-eye sunglasses and a_ figure-hugging strapless dress, Cassie sat in the car next to Steve.

She took off her sunglasses now, and smacked the gum she was chewing as she eyed Natalie and Sebastian.

“What, do you want a ride or something?” Cassie drawled.

“I suppose that’s fine, but make sure you wipe your shoes before you get in, or you’re going to dirty my babe’s new car.”

Natalie took out her phone and wordlessly rounded the car to take photos of its license plate.

When she straightened, she pointed at the road sign just up ahead.

“Didn’t you see that you’re not allowed to park here? If you don’t move right away, I’ll report you to the traffic enforcers.”

Steve’s ears burned with shame. He didn’t want to irritate Natalie with Cassie and had wanted to drive away immediately, but Cassie had stopped him.

Cassie crossed her arms over her chest and scoffed.

“Go ahead, then. We can pay the fine, no matter how much it is. I’m not like you, who probably can’t even afford to take a taxi. For all I know, you must be out here begging for alms, aren’t you? Like some piss-poor vagrant. Oh, wait. Now that I think about it, our dog does the same.”

Cassie’s harsh words cut deep into Natalie’s skin. She gritted her teeth and looked at her feet to keep herself from spouting bitter curses at the woman.

up over time, yet her morale seemed to have crumbled in the blink of an

clenched her fists so hard that her nails almost cut into her

was all she could do

let anyone

Sebastian pulled her back and

forehead was then pressed against his broad, warm

Lamborghini sped toward them, its engine roaring in the

screeched to a halt just a few feet behind

“Whose car is this?”

Cassie’s boyfriend exclaimed.

limited edition

that the car was owned by some rich young master who wanted to show off his wealth as well as

and stared at

in the whole country—could

compared to this sleek

of the Lamborghini got out of said car,

and spoke in a respectful

keeping you waiting, sir. Please get in the

her boyfriend

actually owned the Lamborghini? But how was that even possible? Sebastian nodded at the driver and squeezed Natalie’s

home,” he

in front of her, her nostrils flared

what kind of man had Natalie married? Natalie had been burrowing

and spotted the Lamborghini, she froze and

“Sebastian…”

unblinking eyes never

Natalie into the backseat

without another word

glance at her and

Natalie had married, but he did regret losing her to his stupidity and

face as he

in the first place was because

didn’t give a

like Natalie didn’t care about her supposed

seemed reluctant to leave

who loved someone else? It’d only make her feel bad in the

status was good, but it wasn’t enough to satisfy

her ultimate goal was to marry into a rich and powerful

she needed to marry a man richer and more powerful than

Steve in