The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

Blushing, Garrett averted his gaze, avoiding Laney’s eyes. “I was just so worried about you that I didn’t have time to think it through. It’s not funny. Don’t laugh at me, Laney. The baby will hear you!”

Finally, after laughing to her heart’s content, Laney ceased and playfully tugged at the sleeve of Garrett’s shirt. “Why are you shy? Turn around. I’ve seen you cry before.”

In truth, she was deeply moved by his concern. Laney glanced out of the small window on the door, realizing that Natalie must have already left. A smile graced her face as she silently thanked Natalie for her intervention.

Meanwhile, Natalie couldn’t contain her happiness, knowing that Laney and Garrett would undoubtedly communicate and resolve their issues after this incident. She even hummed a cheerful tune on her way home.

Surprised by Natalie’s upbeat mood upon leaving the hospital, the bodyguard couldn’t help but inquire out of curiosity, “We didn’t catch the woman. Why are you still so happy, Mrs. Larson?”

“You have no idea. I did a huge favor for a friend today. And let me tell you, I’m feeling pretty darn good about it,” Natalie said mysteriously, a mischievous smile playing on her lips.

Natalie genuinely wanted Laney to be honest with the man she loved, Garrett. She believed that they shouldn’t let misunderstandings ruin their love. Despite coming from different worlds, their love was undeniable.

From the moment Natalie met Laney earlier that day, she sensed something was off. She hoped that Laney and Garrett would have a heartfelt conversation to smooth out the wrinkles in their relationship.

With her bodyguard close by, Natalie returned home. As soon as she stepped inside, the tantalizing aroma of freshly-cooked food wafted from the kitchen. Brandon, her personal chef, was busy preparing a meal.

Natalie quietly placed her bag and coat down and tiptoed into the kitchen. “Little Thief, what are you trying to steal this time?” Brandon teased without even turning around. His sharp ears had caught the sound of her light footsteps the moment she entered.

Disappointed that her prank failed, Natalie pouted. “You’re no fun at all!”

greeted her eyes. She couldn’t resist and scooped up a spoonful, blowing on it before tasting it.

egg into the frying pan, he suddenly asked, “So, what happened earlier? I heard there was a mysterious woman who had a

her gaze, pretending to focus on the fish soup. “Oh, it was nothing. No

remained silent for a moment, his curiosity still lingering. Finally, he couldn’t hold back any longer. “Honey, are you hiding something from me?” he asked, gripping

heart raced, regretting her decision to come to the kitchen in the first place. Before she could slip away, Brandon held her firmly and pressed on, “Where do you think you’re

met with Allie, Charis’s former assistant, and struck a deal with her. I was hoping to gather some information,” she

creepy messages and prank calls from someone pretending to be Charis’s ghost. If I weren’t brave, I would have

pinched her cheek. “You silly girl, you should

me not to take matters into my

set aside everything he was doing and reached out to hold her. “Allie must have

in realization. She had underestimated her enemy. It turned out to be just a computer virus, and

been terrified, my poor girl. Give me your laptop. I’ll contact the technical staff to track down whoever did this. We’ll soon find out if Allie is the mastermind or if there’s someone else pulling the strings,” Brandon assured her, his

from Brandon, she

Natalie,” Brandon urged, reaching for the laptop. However, Natalie

it, okay? I don’t want your staff prying into my personal files! My laptop is like a treasure trove of

wondered why she was acting strangely and if she was hiding something from

not understanding why Brandon’s mood suddenly changed. “Just make sure they don’t

replied impatiently, his voice tinged with annoyance. He carefully put away her laptop and resumed cooking as if nothing

time, Natalie didn’t linger in the kitchen. She retreated to the living room, settling into the

emanated from the kitchen. Curiosity got the