The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

Sebastian cleared his throat and made way for her. Scratching his head, he asked, “Do you need my help with anything?”

“No, I don’t need any help. I’m not making breakfast for you. If you are hungry, you can eat out,” she replied with a poker face.

‘Humph! You have no feelings for me, but you have been eating all the delicious breakfast I made. I’m not your maid, so don’t expect any more meals from me!’ she thought to herself.

Natalie walked to the fridge and took out two eggs. The oil sizzled in the pan as she cracked the eggs. Shortly after she drizzled some black pepper on her fried eggs, a pleasant aroma filled the kitchen.

Sebastian took a deep breath and his shoulders slouched. Without uttering a word, he sulkily went to the bathroom to freshen up.

He was naturally not a romantic man, so he didn’t know the sweet words to say or the best gift to get her. ‘She’s still angry with me. What do I do now?’ he pondered while brushing his teeth.

An idea suddenly popped up in his head when he spat out the foam in his mouth. He smiled faintly, staring at his image in the mirror.

When he returned to the living room, he saw that Natalie was eating breakfast slowly. She didn’t even look up at him, as if he was invisible.

“Are you free this weekend? There’s a part-time job that pays this much. Are you interested?” As Sebastian spoke, he pulled out the chair beside her and sat down slowly.

Natalie swallowed the bread in her mouth quickly when she saw him open up all five fingers of his right hand. With her eyes opened wide, she asked, “Five grand?”

they had been married for some time, Sebastian knew a little about her. She loved making money. A job offer that paid that much

Although her expression

job. The owner of the convenience store where I work is decorating his new house. He needs a wall painting. I saw your works before, so

Natalie’s paintings. Although she majored in fashion design, painting was

was at this moment that Natalie finally noticed that he had been taking big bites off her toast. She frowned and queried him angrily, “Sebastian, I said I didn’t make

no big deal. Just take this as a reward for telling you about the job. Besides, you are my wife. Sharing is caring!” Sebastian stuffed

She wanted to draw the line between them, but

some of them so I can

few seconds later. “Here you go. This is the

to head to work now.” Sebastian picked up the collection and scanned through the paintings. He

the afternoon, Natalie received a

still at work,” she whispered

likes your paintings. Instead of an artistic piece, he wants you to paint his wall this coming weekend. The price is double the one I told you

wall? That’s huge. I would be a fool if I turned down such an offer!’ she

it this Sunday,” she replied

very sunny that

stop. She had looked down at her

the long-awaited bus arrived, she heard a roar of an engine. A

followed by his alienated eyes. He looked so dashing even though he was just

a

“Get on the motorcycle.”