The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

Gerda paused and let out a loud burp, her face turning red as a tomato.

“Well, then.Let Chrislopher send her back.We can leave it all up to him.”

After reaching a consensus, they hailed their respective taxis and split up.

Christopher locked at Natalie, who was slumped against the wall of the restaurant.

The early autumn breeze was chilly, especially given the hour.

Christopher took off his coat and draped it over Natalie’s shoulders, then he put an arm around her waist to support her to the curb.His hold on her was loose and casual; he didn’t have any ulterior motive.He only wanted to see that Natalie went home safely, and perhaps spend a little more time with her in the process.

Christopher slung her purse over his neck and ushered Natalie to the street.

It wasn’t easy, seeing as he was practically dragging a dead weight.

All the jostling must have woken her up, because Natalie began to groan.

“Natalie?”

Christopher leaned close and parted her messy hair to find her struggling to open her eyes.Her plump lips pursed as he tucked her locks behind her ear.

“Are you all right? Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?”

“Be quiet.I want to get some sleep.”

Natalie appeared to be sleep talking.She reached up with her slender fingers and scratched her nose.

Before he knew it, she had settled into a comfortable position in his arms, and was sleeping soundly against his chest.

“Okay…Sleep well.”

Christopher was unaware that he was sporting a huge grin at that moment.He had even forgotten the fact that Natalie was already married.

Shortly after, he called a taxi and put Natalie in the backseat with much difficulty before flopping beside her.

us to this

of Natalie’s residential community, but he had no idea which apartment building she

sped into

drive, Christopher sat stiff and

head was nestled in the crook

her muttering under

head and

I didn’t hear you clearly just now.”

going to kiss me?” Christopher felt

and took

you know who I

just a man, after all—a man

already?” Natalie placed a hand on his other

petulant, coy

her invitation, his hand pressing against

curve of her cheek with his forefinger, pausing when his burning gaze fell on her lips.A muscle

raced in his chest as

Natalie mumbled softly, shattering all the

in an instant.He immediately stopped and sat upright as the

window fell

and lifted the

right.Go to

turned his head and looked

had dinner in the evening was

they arrived, it was already

the foamy clouds, casting a silver light on the

drunk; she had no idea what she

of her coat as she

top, slid to

here.My back hurts a

Natalie, don’t

became dry.He hurriedly lifted the coat and wrapped it around Natalie, revealing nothing but her flushed

up and carry