The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

However, he shook his head and chastised himself.

Natalie was just a woman.

What could she do to him? After stepping out of the shower, Natalie saw that Brandon hadn’t left.He was sitting quietly on the sofa, reading a magazine.He had taken off his suit jacket and carefully laid it on the sofa.

The top two buttons of his white shirt were unbuttoned, exposing his sharp collarbone and pectoral muscles.He looked extremely sexy..

Wiping her wet hair, Natalie sat on the edge of the bed and asked, “Aren’t you going to take a shower before going to bed?”.

“Well, I was waiting for you to finish.”

Brandon looked up at the woman in front of him.

Adam’s apple bobbed up and down, and his voice was a little hoarse for reasons he couldn’t explain.He had flipped through the magazine in his hand twice or thrice now, but nothing seemed to register in his mind.He couldn’t seem to concentrate at all.

Brandon braced himself, stood up, and then walked to the bathroom.He was at a complete loss as to what to do, which was a rare feeling for him.

Just now, Natalie was standing in front of him half-naked, as though she was deliberately trying to seduce him.And it worked.His mind went blank and he stayed in the bathroom for a long time before coming out.

He walked out wrapped in a bathrobe.

The bedroom was now dimly lit, with only a bedside table lamp illuminating the room in a warm orange glow.

The quilt bulged slightly in the middle.

Natalie slept on her stomach, taking up most of the bed.

Brandon walked over, lifted a corner of the quilt, and quietly lay down, careful not to wake the woman up.He turned his back to

Natalie, took a deep breath, and then closed his eyes.

Natalie quietly peeled her eyes open.

Seeing how stiff and tense Brandon’s back was, she didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

In the past, Brandon had always been demanding sexually, but now, he was like a nervous husband on his wedding night.She really couldn’t figure out what made him like this.

“Brandon…”

her hand subconsciously.However, just as her fingertips

sat up from the

her, Brandon asked warily, “What are

bed.lt seemed that he would fall down

daze, Natalie’s eyes landed on his reddened

the quilt, Natalie reached

on the light and then

you so scared? I will not hurt you or anything.” His cheerful

head and refused to look at

quilt tightly, she

felt so powerless

asked with curious, tilting her

his face, Brandon finally raised his eyes to look at Natalie,

Please don’t… I…” Seeing that he couldn’t even finish the sentence, Natalie

the light and lay down with

“Okay, I’ll I promise I

I

Goodnight”.

didn’t say

breathed a

looked at

doubts went through

was he she? And how did they used to interact? to frustration Of Brandon, he still

head was filled with a thousand questions, but no I could just wake up Natalie and ask her without her knowing

return to lying on the edge of the bed,

over, and winter crept

of

the delicious scent of breakfast unconsciously looked to the

Natalie was

wash, he ran upstairs

but there

was still shining

milk into the table and then went back to the kitchen to prepare the

mindlessly followed her

I was making sandwiches

footsteps behind her, she

and smiled: “Good morning, sun!

ready.” Brandon was stunned for a