The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

Natalie tugged at her wet dress that was clinging to her legs.

The sweet scent of roses from the wine wafted in the air.

Natalie immediately moved back from Cassie and glared at her. “You did it on purpose! You didn’t have an invitation, right? How did you get in?”

Cassie smirked at her. “Of course, I walked in. I have my ways. I can get into parties even without the invitation.”

She crossed her arms over her chest and raked her eyes across Natalie — back to her arrogant self. “I accidentally stained your dress. How about I compensate for it? How much is this dress? Is it even a hundred dollars?”

Cassie took out three hundred dollar bills from her handbag and threw them at Cassie’s face. “I’ll compensate you three times the price. You don’t have to thank me.”

Sebastian put down the glass and stood up, his face taut with anger.

He grabbed some tissues from the table and tried wiping the stain from Natalie’s dress, which was dripping with wine.

Then, he glared at Cassie as if he wanted to burn her alive.

“I’m fine. It’s between her and me. Please don’t get involved in this.” Natalie felt the coldness emanating from him. She quickly grabbed the tissues from his hand, trying to calm him down.

She feared that Sebastian might end up beating up Cassie until she passed out.

Moreover, her dress indeed wasn’t expensive.

Cassie had perhaps already figured that out. How could a poor woman like Natalie afford an expensive dress? She didn’t even have decent clothes to wear for opulent dinner parties. After all, she struggled to make ends meet.

have money to even

thrown on the floor. She smiled and picked up a

the hell

bellowed. She never thought Cassie would do something

on her face, ruining her makeup. Lumps of beef were stuck on her head, and the sauce dripped from her head, staining her dress and dribbling down her

eyes almost popped out of her sockets. “You bitch!” she shouted like

past, only she bullied Natalie. Cassie was the spoiled

not boiling hot. Otherwise, it would have burned your artificial face for which you had spent a lot of

on the table. Then, she picked up the three hundred dollars from the floor and threw them at Cassie’s face. “Take back your three hundred dollars. You

you can afford it? You fucking bitch! I’ll teach you a lesson today!” Cassie quickly wiped the sauce off her face

quickly stood in front of Natalie to protect her.

could do

for a while and didn’t expect something like this to happen. Hearing the commotion, he rushed over and walked through the crowd. His eyes widened when he saw Natalie’s stained dress and Cassie’s disheveled hair. The carpet was covered in

is making trouble?” Garrett asked, his

Later, she learned that he was Garrett Harding, the deputy CEO of the Larson Group

had dated so far faded in comparison to

“It’s her!” she pouted, trying to sound pitiful. “I accidentally spilled wine on her dress, but she unreasonably threw this dish on me.

knew that her makeup and clothes were ruined, and she looked terrible

hatred for Natalie intensified. The woman had ruined her night and

silent. Sebastian pulled her closer into his arms and sneered. “You should have hit her harder. Look at the way she is talking about you

eyes narrowed. She shouldn’t have attacked Cassie, but she just couldn’t

out about Cassie’s

Natalie’s hair as he

his glasses up the bridge of his nose and

meant and beckoned at the waiter. “Go and get