The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

The video clearly proved that Ike had assaulted Natalie and attempted to rape her. He knew nothing would save him now. His legs grew weak, and he slumped on the chair beside him.

Garrett signaled his assistant to take away the laptop. “The evidence says it all. Ike Lyman, you are fired from the Larson Group on account of molesting a fellow employee.”

Ike looked at Natalie with resentment, thinking about how to take revenge on her. A group of police officers then came and dragged Ike away.

Christopher walked to Natalie and said apologetically, “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have let Ike take you away yesterday. Did he hurt you?”

Natalie shook her head, smiling. Then, she put her design works on the table. “It’s not your fault, Chris. I told you not to get involved in the issue yesterday. I thought it was just a casual dinner with clients. How stupid I was. Fortunately, someone saved me in time yesterday, so nothing happened.”

“Well, that’s good. Thank God you don’t have to leave the Larson Group now. I wonder who filed a report against Ike,” Christopher said, smiling bitterly.

He regretted missing the opportunity. If he had stopped Natalie from going with Ike or followed her vigilantly, he might have been the one who saved her. He would have been a hero in front of her eyes.

After Ike left, his position as the Department Director was vacant. Garrett conducted a meeting with the senior executives and appointed, Tiffany Fisher, the director of another department to take over Ike’s position. She, too, was a renowned fashion designer once.

When Natalie returned from work, a wave of relief washed over her when she saw a man jogging in the community.

“Sebastian!” Natalie waved at him.

his

Sebastian glanced at her and stopped running. He opened the bottle in his hand, gulped down a few mouthfuls of water, wiped his mouth with his sleeve, and asked, “Was he

by police this morning. How did

they wouldn’t share the video with anyone, lest they got into trouble. Moreover, Natalie was a hundred percent sure about it because she had tried calling for help when it happened, but

walked toward their apartment. “I got some

of people.” Natalie looked at him

stayed with Sebastian, the more she felt he was reliable and observant. She felt

you for helping me. You have no idea how shameless and persuasive he was. He denied the fact even when Mr.

on the table. Seeing the smile on Natalie’s face, he arched an eyebrow and looked at her. “After all I did, you’re just going to thank me verbally? That seems like an

I cook a hearty meal for you tonight?” Natalie tilted her head and looked at him, blinking

think it’s that easy to satisfy me?” Sebastian slowly

and looked at him. “What

wave of passion consumed him. He

you fulfill your duty as a wife by making love to me?” Sebastian stared into her eyes; his magnetic gaze seemed to suck her into a

around to leave. Sebastian grabbed her hand and scratched his

and pursed her

Sebastian pulled her closer to him, gently took her hand, and wrapped them around his waist. “Hurry up.”

He was

his lips, stood on tiptoe, and

a surge of frenzied passion. He picked her up in his arms and put her on the sofa. He wrapped his arms around her and pecked on her lips. “You’re too naive.” He smiled. Natalie was startled. The man pressed her

silent, except for the ticking of the clock and rustling of clothes. “En… enough… Sebastian!” Natalie grasped