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.

to this

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

sped into the

drive, Christopher sat stiff

nestled in the

her muttering under

and stared at

you clearly just now.” Natalie huffed, her eyelashes

going to kiss me?” Christopher

his throat and

know who I

after

already?” Natalie placed a hand on

petulant, coy

invitation, his hand pressing

with his forefinger, pausing when his burning gaze

raced in his chest as he leaned closer

mumbled softly, shattering all the

in Christopher’s eyes dimmed in an instant.He immediately stopped and sat

fell on

looked hurt.He restrained his emotions and lifted the

all right.Go

turned his head and

in the evening was quite far from Natalie’s

arrived, it was

hung among the foamy clouds, casting a

drunk; she had no idea what she was

out of her coat as she waved

slid to her shoulders, revealing

uncomfortable here.My back hurts a

don’t move. You’re

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

up and carry me upstairs. I’m