The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

Sebastian surveyed the excitement on her face and asked slowly, “What do you think of Mr. Larson?”

As she stuffed the fish into the microwave oven, Natalie smiled softly. “I think he’s nice and approachable. He cares about his employees. He even told me that I can tell him if I had any problem. Truth be told, I never thought that the CEO of the Larson Group would turn out to be so nice. What was most important was that he wasn’t as arrogant as I thought. He doesn’t put on any airs and he appreciates talent. No wonder the Larson Group is so successful. With such a boss, I think I’ll be willing to work for the Larson Group forever.”

At first, Sebastian was pleased to hear her praise Brandon so much, but the more he listened, feelings of jealousy stirred in his heart.

Even though he was Brandon himself, hearing Natalie praise someone she thought was another man made him a little unhappy.

She had never praised Sebastian like this. Didn’t she have a good impression of him as Sebastian?

Odd as it may sound, he began to be jealous of himself…

Forcing a smile, Sebastian strode over to Natalie and asked sourly, “You haven’t even seen this Brandon Larson guy. Why do you speak so highly of him? He has never shown his face to the public. Maybe he’s super ugly.”

Natalie stuck out her lower lip in a pout. She looked up at the man and tried to defend the boss who had just given her a raise. “Don’t be so judgmental. After all, a person’s quality doesn’t depend on their appearance. Besides, when I first went to the Larson Group, I saw a man take the exclusive elevator to the top floor. Later I knew that it was the exclusive elevator for the CEO. So the man I saw was Mr. Larson. His back alone was good-looking, so I doubt he’s ugly.”

Amidst the tense atmosphere, the plate of fish continued to be heated in the microwave oven.

Sebastian snickered and looked down at the woman’s parted lips.

Unafraid, Natalie looked back at him defiantly. “Well? What do you have to say to that?”

arguing with her, the man slipped his arms around her waist and pecked her on the corner of her lips. “Tsk, I’m just a little unhappy. I’m your husband. I

just impossible. How can you get jealous so easily?” Suddenly, Natalie’s face turned hot. She lowered her gaze, unable to look at Sebastian anymore. She tried to push him away and pleaded,

being pressed in between Sebastian’s large body and the

face made him want to

came from above her head, his breath rustling her

man cleared his throat and asked in a gruff

left his lips, Sebastian felt incredibly

stupid question, but he just wanted to hear

there and thinking for a long time, Natalie stole a glance at Sebastian from the corner of her

second, it seemed that his broad figure matched that of

have similar

he muttered, “We can’t be exactly

at him. How could I tell who has the better figure?” Natalie asked defensively. His question was too…

the microwave oven beeped and the smell of sweet and sour sauce wafted to

her gaze again, Natalie

he said, “It’s not hard. Touch my body and you’ll be able to tell who has the better

a response, he

skin was firm, with distinctly

tried to pull her hand back, but Sebastian was too strong. He pressed

he

other hand flew to her face and she quickly turned her face away from him. But it was

You have a better figure, even better than those models in the magazines. You’re also tall and handsome. There.