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

up from the bed

Brandon asked warily, “What

had retreated to the edge of the bed.lt seemed

a daze, Natalie’s eyes landed on his reddened

the quilt, Natalie reached out

light and then sat down to look

he asked: ‘-Why are you so scared? I will not hurt you or

head and refused to look at

tightly, she felt a

felt so powerless

tell me something?” Natalie asked with curious, tilting

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

Please don’t… I…” Seeing that he couldn’t even

he turned off the light and lay down with

quietly, “Okay, I’ll I promise I won’t

have I

Goodnight”.

Natalie didn’t

a

dark, he looked at the silent outline

doubts went through his

person was he she? And how did they used to interact? to

thousand questions, but no I could just wake

he had no choice but to return to lying on the edge of the bed, wrapped up and

were over, and winter crept

sound of the loud winds beating against the

he was attracted by the delicious scent

realized that Natalie was not

wash, he

a windy day, but there were no

was

cups of milk into the table and

mindlessly followed her into the

making sandwiches

footsteps behind her,

“Good morning, sun! Go

was stunned for a few