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.

this

community, but he had no idea which apartment building she stayed in, let alone her

taxi sped into the

Christopher sat stiff and virtually

in the

heard her muttering

lowered his head and stared at

I didn’t hear you clearly just now.” Natalie huffed, her eyelashes fluttering

aren’t you going to kiss me?”

cleared his throat and took

you know who

a man, after all—a

Natalie placed a hand on his other shoulder and

petulant, coy

into her invitation, his hand pressing against

when his burning gaze

his chest as

softly, shattering all the intimacy

an instant.He immediately stopped and sat

window fell on

hurt.He restrained his emotions and

all right.Go

his head and looked out of

dinner in the evening was quite far from Natalie’s

it was

clouds, casting a silver light

had no idea what she was

her coat

slid to

it’s uncomfortable here.My back hurts

Natalie, don’t move. You’re

and wrapped it around

and carry me