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

me, so I invited him for dinner.I drank too much during dinner. had no idea he had dropped me home.Nothing

cheeks and dropped on Sebastian’s knuckles.He looked

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

gave me the gift only after I spoke to you.! invited him as a way of thanking him for the gift – it was

were so drunk.”

he didn’t do anything to you in the car?”

shoulders trembled as fresh

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

spine despite the gentleness in his

were off, so half his

all my friends, and I was having a good time, so I just drank

wished she could hide from

Sebastian withdrew his hand.

were etched on her

soft, tender skin — even a slight

called you so many times, but

out her phone, and threw it beside

a series of missed calls from

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

to convince him.Her pitiful voice was in stark

to say you didn’t even once look at your phone after you

rose in his throat as the image of Christopher holding Natalie in

he cursed and pressed Natalie against the sofa.Then, he

you doing? Get

recoiled from his touch and continued to step away until she felt the arm of the sofa

in an instant.She