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.

forcing

gift to congratulate me, so I invited him for

Sebastian’s knuckles.He looked like

Why didn’t you tell me that you invited him when we were talking over

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

so

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

trembled as fresh tears filled her

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

shiver ran down Natalie’s spine despite the gentleness

were off, so half

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

she could hide from

Sebastian withdrew his hand.

red fingerprints were etched on her

soft, tender skin — even a slight pinch would leave marks

many times, but

her phone,

frowned and saw a series of missed calls from

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

him.Her pitiful voice was in stark contrast

haven’t checked your phone for six hours.Are you gaing to say you didn’t even once

of Christopher holding Natalie in

he cursed and pressed Natalie against the sofa.Then, he grabbed her dress

What are you doing? Get your hand off

step away until she felt the arm of the sofa against

he could be all over her in an instant.She tried her best to push against him, but his chest