The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

Natalie propped her cheek on her palm and looked at her paycheck with a worried look. Although she had just received her salary, it was just a drop in the bucket for Hannah’s surgery.

“You just got your paycheck today. Why do you still look unhappy?” her colleague asked, frowning. One look at Natalie told her that she was upset. “Would you like to have a barbecue with me tonight?”

Natalie shook her head, smiling. “How about next time? I have plans tonight.”

“Okay. See you tomorrow.” The colleague smiled and took her bag to leave.

Natalie slowly packed up her laptop. When she was about to leave, someone patted her back.

It was Christopher. He was dressed in a brown wind breaker, looking fresh and pristine. He smiled at her, his eyes twinkling with delight.

“Ready to go? How about I walk you to the bus stop? What’s wrong? You look upset. Having trouble at work?”

Natalie clasped the straps of her backpack and smiled. “No. I was just thinking about something. By the way, Chris, are you free tonight? I just got my paycheck today and was thinking of taking you out for dinner.” She had already promised to take Christopher out, so she planned to invite him for dinner.

She didn’t have enough money for Hannah’s operation, anyway. Spending money on a meal didn’t seem like a big deal. After all, she had to return his favor.

“Yeah. I came across a new western restaurant. I want to give it a try,” Christopher suggested, feeling both surprised and flattered.

He pressed the elevator button. As the door closed, he examined her face and asked, “Is the man who picked you up last time your boyfriend?”

This question had been lingering in his mind ever since he saw Natalie with Sebastian. Even though he seemed hesitant to question her, he wanted to find an opportunity to find out about Sebastian.

Perhaps the man was her cousin, friend, or relative. After all, he didn’t look like the type Natalie would date.

The man looked like a beast and didn’t seem like the right match for her.

saw him the other day?” Natalie looked at him,

wondered whether to tell the truth or

have to answer this

headed to the bathroom. “What’s up?” she asked in a

will you come back? I’m hungry,” Sebastian said. Natalie could picture

are sandwiches in the fridge. Have them

to tell him that she was going to have dinner with another man. “I’m taking Christopher out for dinner to pay back

for a while. “You’re not even sure if he was the one who helped you. Why do you have to

It wouldn’t be nice

heard the rustling of clothes. Then, Sebastian spoke, “I’ll come with

telling him the restaurant’s name, Natalie walked back to Christopher. “Let’s

and arrived at the opulent western

dinner. I’m sorry, Chris,” Natalie stuttered as they reached

situation. “Is it a male or

Sebastian standing outside the restaurant. The setting sun

He has

looked like a mature man with fortitude yet seemed arrogant at the

mentioned him over the phone,” Natalie said as she awkwardly walked to

eyes widened; his jaw dropped in horror.

at him. It was, after all, a matter of self-esteem

hide her fear because Sebastian’s sharp gaze was

one arm around Natalie’s shoulder, suppressing his anger. “Haven’t you told others

deal with this matter with ease. Normally, she wouldn’t admit that she was married—especially since she had married in Cassie’s stead. If people knew that she was married, their little

smile, she tried to laugh it off and said, “I told Chris

but said

cold as ice. Natalie had no choice but to bite