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.

on the floor and sneered. “Do you know what kind of occasion it is? Don’t you have any sense of aesthetics? How could you come here wearing a cheap dress? Don’t you have money to even afford a decent dress, or are you too

She smiled and picked up a plate of stewed beef from a waiter walking past her and turned it over

What the hell are

thought Cassie

her makeup. Lumps of beef were stuck on her head, and the sauce dripped from her head, staining

her eyes almost popped out of her

Natalie. Cassie was the spoiled princess, while Natalie endured

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

think you can afford it? You fucking bitch! I’ll teach you a

in front of Natalie to protect her.

experienced. Before Sebastian could do anything, one of the staff

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

happened? Who is making trouble?” Garrett asked, his jaw tense with

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

had dated so far faded in

pointed at Natalie, who was standing behind Sebastian. “It’s her!” she pouted, trying to sound pitiful. “I accidentally spilled wine on her dress, but she unreasonably threw this dish on me. Why would

and clothes were ruined, and she

The woman had ruined her night and her chances

and sneered. “You should

Cassie, but she just couldn’t take

found out about Cassie’s true nature long

smiled tenderly and stroked Natalie’s hair as he secretly winked

the bridge of his nose and

the man meant and beckoned at the waiter. “Go and get a new evening