The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

Concerned, Natalie asked in a low voice, “I forgot to ask last time. Why were you two at the clinic?”

Elizabeth’s voice filled with sorrow as she explained, “Jorge used to be a drug addict. After quitting, he seemed like a different person. But he lost his job and became violent. Everything used to be so good between us. I don’t know why things have come to this.”

Natalie frowned, forming a worse impression of Jorge upon hearing about his past as a drug addict. Carefully choosing her words, she asked, “What are you planning to do? Do you have any plans?”

Elizabeth sighed heavily, nursing a glass of wine, her sadness evident. “I want to break up with him, but I don’t think it’s the right time. I can’t just give up on him when he needs me.”

Trying to offer comfort, Natalie said, “If you’re certain that he has truly quit drugs, maybe breaking up isn’t necessary.” Elizabeth managed a bitter smile and downed two more glasses of wine.

Just then, Elizabeth’s phone rang, displaying “BF” on the screen.

Elizabeth answered the phone in a rush, her heart pounding. “Where are you?” Jorge’s voice sounded anxious on the other end of the line. “Why aren’t you home yet? I’ve been waiting for you for half an hour!”

“I’m having dinner with my friends at the Riverside Restaurant. I’ll be back later,” Elizabeth explained, her face filled with disappointment.

“What the hell are you talking about? Friends? What friends? Come up with a better lie, Elizabeth! Tell me—are you with another man?” Jorge’s voice grew louder and more aggressive, causing everyone at the table to overhear the conversation.

“You’re crazy!” Elizabeth didn’t want to waste her breath on him, so she angrily hung up the phone and reached for another glass of wine. By that point, she had already finished almost an entire bottle of red wine by herself.

Elizabeth would get drunk, Natalie intervened. “Let’s eat something first before you

Elizabeth ignored her, turning a deaf ear and continuing to drink. Eventually, Natalie turned to Draco for help, even though he usually avoided meddling in other

everyone. He was known for being gentle and level-headed, both at work and in private. Elizabeth obediently stopped drinking, but it seemed too late. Her cheeks were flushed, and she struggled to keep her head up, tears welling

finished their meal. Concerned, Natalie walked Elizabeth to the restaurant’s gate, wanting to drive her

to take Elizabeth home himself. “You should go home now. Drive safely,” he said, understanding Natalie’s

Mr. Wesley. You too,” Natalie replied gratefully. Draco approached Elizabeth to help her, as she was too drunk to stand on her own. Coincidentally, just as Draco reached her, she stumbled and fell into his arms. Natalie saw nothing wrong with this,

lurking nearby had a different perspective. An angry man suddenly stepped in front of Draco, blocking their way. He pointed an accusing finger at them. “So, you’re her new boy toy? Bitch, how dare you cheat

explain, “Sir, calm down. We’re both Elizabeth’s

listen, shoving Natalie away without hesitation. Natalie nearly fell, but luckily, Brandon, wearing a black overcoat, caught her

approached Jorge, gripping

“What the—?!

own fucking business!” Brandon

Jorge spat back

man on the ground. He had no intention of wasting his breath on scum like Jorge. Unbuttoning his cuffs,

curled into a ball and hastily covered his head. The imposing presence of the man before him was overwhelming. He didn’t know

any closer! I’ll call the

with a confrontation. He issued a warning instead, “You better

word. Meeting Brandon’s chilling gaze, he