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.

grasped her chin, forcing her to

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

cheeks and dropped on Sebastian’s knuckles.He looked like a fierce beast that

you tell me that you invited him when we were talking over the phone? Did you lie to me?” Sebastian sounded calm, but Natalie could

me the gift only after I spoke to you.! invited him as a way of thanking him for the gift – it was a spur-of-the- moment decision.I forgot to tell

were so drunk.”

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

shoulders trembled as fresh tears filled

low alcohol tolerance.Why did you drink so much?” Sebastian drew a tissue from

spine

so half his face was hidden in the

fun to be around all my friends, and I was having a good time,

could hide

Sebastian withdrew his hand.

red fingerprints were

tender skin — even a slight pinch would leave marks on her

times, but

took out her phone, and threw it beside

frowned and saw a series of missed calls from

was drunk, and my phone was muted.I didn’t notice it.It wasn’t

pitiful voice was in stark contrast with

think I’m a fool? You haven’t checked your phone for six hours.Are you gaing to say you didn’t even once look at your phone after you

his throat as the image of Christopher holding Natalie in his

sofa.Then, he grabbed her dress to tear it

doing? Get

recoiled from his touch and continued to step away until

over her in an instant.She tried her best to push