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 neighborhood,” he instructed

knew the name of Natalie’s residential community, but he had no idea which apartment building she stayed in,

taxi sped

drive, Christopher sat

head was nestled in the crook

heard her muttering

lowered his head and stared at her delicate

say that again? I didn’t hear you clearly just

aren’t you going to kiss me?” Christopher felt his

throat and took a deep

know who I

after all—a man with feelings for

Natalie placed a hand on his other shoulder and pulled

petulant, coy

hand

his burning gaze fell on her

his chest as he

Natalie mumbled softly, shattering all the intimacy

in an instant.He immediately stopped and sat upright as the corners of his mouth

the window fell

hurt.He restrained his emotions and lifted the

right.Go to

turned his head and

had dinner in the evening

it

moon hung among the foamy clouds, casting a silver light on

no idea what she

dangled out of her coat as she waved her

slid to her shoulders,

it’s uncomfortable here.My back

Natalie, don’t

coat and wrapped it around

carry me upstairs.