The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

Christopher took a deep breath.

“Mr.Klein, don’t get me wrong.Natalie got drunk during dinner.I wanted to safely drop her home.Nothing happened,” he explained to prevent any misunderstanding.

Sebastian’s towering presence made Christopher look insignificant.His explanation only seemed to worsen things.

“Only guilty people feel the need to explain, Mr.Garrison.” Sebastian looked cold and indifferent.

His one arm was wrapped around Natalie, who was swaying around like a puppet dangling from the rope.

“I’ll deal with you later.” With that, he took Natalie away.

Just as Natalie walked forward, Sebastian grabbed her waist and threw her on his shoulder.

“Sebastian!” Natalie’s eyes sprang open in horror.She screamed and hit his back, but the man continued to walk forward.

With a stone-cold face, Sebastian didn’t say a word on the way.

When he walked out of the elevator, he took out the key, opened the door, and threw Natalie on the sofa.

“Can you please let me explain?” Natalie asked, her voice breaking almost as if she was about to cry.

Her head began to spin, so she sank on the sofa.

Natalie struggled to sit up, but her stomach churned, she wanted to throw up.

“Fine.Explain!” Sebastian leaned forward and rested his hands on either side of the sofa as he stared into her eyes.

Natalie hugged her knees and looked out the window to avoid his sharp gaze.

her chin, forcing her to look at

me a gift to congratulate me, so I invited him for dinner.I drank too much during dinner. had no idea

dropped on Sebastian’s knuckles.He looked

me that you invited him when we were talking over

you.! invited him as a way of thanking him for the gift – it

were so drunk.”

do anything to you in the car?” Natalie was so scared that

as fresh tears filled her

you drink so much?” Sebastian drew

ran down Natalie’s spine despite the gentleness in

off, so half his face was hidden in the

and I was having a good time, so I just drank without thinking much.”

wished she could hide from

Sebastian withdrew his hand.

fingerprints were etched on

even a slight pinch

many times, but

her phone, and

frowned and saw a series of missed

my phone was muted.I didn’t

explained, desperately trying to convince him.Her pitiful voice was in stark

gaing to say you didn’t

throat as the image of Christopher holding

against the sofa.Then, he grabbed her dress to

doing? Get your hand off

continued to step away until she

in an instant.She