The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

Brandon felt relieved. He turned to look outside, lost in thought. It was a sunny day, almost as if the universe was aligning for them.

After a while, Brandon looked at Charis and spoke frankly. “It’s good to see you improving. Garrett has decided to take over his family business, and The Larson Group needs you. Are you ready to return?”

The Larson Group truly needed her.

After a moment of silence, Charis sketched a smile. “Of course.”

Three days later, Charis returned to the office and resumed her work.

Her sudden return surprised everyone at The Larson Group. They had witnessed how broken she was when she left, and her presence made them uncomfortable. Were they in for revenge? But their worries never materialized.

Charis treated everyone with kindness, just like the old Charis. Moreover, she proved to be an efficient worker, still the capable woman she had always been.

Brandon noticed her exceptional performance and started assigning her important projects.

When Natalie heard that Charis had recovered and returned to work, she felt shocked and helpless. It seemed that Charis would remain a formidable opponent. However, Natalie didn’t want to waste her energy seeking revenge. She was content with her career and her life with Brandon.

she visited Seacisco. They cherished their lunch hours together, spending

Natalie was bringing lunch to Brandon’s office as usual, she encountered Charis in the

from behind, “Please, wait

to look at her.

something I wanted to talk to you about. Can you accompany me

her that something

you want from me?” Natalie confronted Charis, fully aware of the countless ways Charis had hurt her in the

wouldn’t harm you,” Charis replied, a

at Natalie as she bit her

had no ill intentions or if he simply didn’t want to cause a scene here. Besides, she had just completed

reluctantly followed Charis into his office but remained cautious, standing

sat down and poured a cup of tea. “I didn’t tell you? Relax, I won’t

cautiously approached the seat across

seat near the French window, Charis spoke bluntly, devoid of any expression. “Let’s cut to the chase. What the hell do

as sworn enemies,

deserve to be with Brandon. I’ve made up my mind to surrender. I hope you and Brandon live happily ever after,”

had relentlessly pursued her husband for so long couldn’t possibly wish

scoffed, her eyes gleaming with