The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

Laney obediently nodded and took two more spoonfuls of food.

Wiping her mouth, she stood up, intending to go upstairs and get dressed.

However, she got up too quickly and nearly tripped over the table leg. Laney reacted swiftly, avoiding a fall.

Vera was startled and patted her chest, sighing in relief. “Don’t be so careless next time. You can’t afford to be clumsy anymore, Laney. Think about the baby you’re carrying.”

“I’m sorry, Mom,” Laney apologized hurriedly.

She grabbed the stair railing and climbed slowly, being cautious.

After changing clothes, Laney began her etiquette lessons.

It was a long and exhausting day for her.

When she finally returned to her room, it was already nine o’clock at night.

bed, Laney felt like crumbling under the pressure of maintaining proper decorum at all

lifestyle made her feel

be much more challenging for Laney than she had anticipated. In fact, they were a hundred times harder than martial

bed for a few seconds, her phone started ringing.

are things going? Are you getting along with my parents?” Garrett asked in a smooth voice. Laney massaged her sore shoulders

get along with, Garrett didn’t doubt Laney’s words. “That’s great!” he exclaimed cheerfully. “Since you’re happy there, you can stay with them a bit longer.” Laney forced a dry laugh and didn’t say anything else. She didn’t want to burden him with her

going?”

that I’m leaving the Larson Group,” he said, his voice filled with

was merely a stepping stone

continued, his tone tinged with

Laney abruptly interjected, desperately searching for an exit from the conversation. Her emotions were overwhelming, and she couldn’t confide in Garrett. “I’m

lying. With a 6 a.m. wake-up call awaiting her the

of Laney’s inner turmoil, Garrett remained focused on his work at the Larson Group. He blew kisses through the phone and reassured her, “Alright, sweetheart.

up to her forehead.

Charis left to undergo therapy, while Garrett resigned to

with Garrett’s resignation, Brandon called Charis’s psychologist to inquire about her progress. “How

fit for work,” the

the psychologist for years and trusting him,