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.

“Let’s eat something first before you have another

deaf ear and continuing to drink. Eventually, Natalie turned to Draco for help, even though he usually avoided meddling

and in private. Elizabeth obediently stopped drinking, but it seemed too late. Her cheeks were flushed, and she struggled to

She sat quietly while Draco and Natalie finished their meal. Concerned, Natalie walked Elizabeth to the restaurant’s gate, wanting to drive her home. However, their homes were

Elizabeth home himself. “You should go home now. Drive safely,” he

as she was too drunk to stand on her own. Coincidentally, just as Draco reached

He pointed an accusing finger at them. “So,

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

to hell, bitch!” Jorge refused to listen, shoving Natalie away without hesitation. Natalie nearly fell, but luckily, Brandon, wearing a black overcoat, caught her just

balance. Then, he confidently approached Jorge, gripping his shoulders tightly before forcefully throwing

cursed vehemently, “What the—?!

fucking business!”

Jorge

despicable man on the ground. He had no intention of wasting

imposing presence of the man before him was overwhelming. He didn’t know who Brandon was, but it was clear that Brandon’s towering stature and strength gave

the police!” Jorge threatened, his voice

confrontation. He issued a warning instead, “You better not show your face

gaze, he nodded, quickly got up, and