The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

Looking at the man under her, she cl*maxed.

At the same time, Brandon also came.

The two of them savored the moment.

But before Natalie could climb off of Brandon, he stopped her by grabbing her waist and then…He started all over again.

After the second round of passionate love-making, Natalie felt as though her body was about to give up.

She raised her index finger and poked Brandon on the chest. “Are you still angry at me?” she asked cautiously.

Brandon suddenly pulled her close to him and buried his face in her neck. He held her in his arms without saying a word. No matter how Natalie approached, he refused to tell her why he was angry.

But Natalie could tell that he was in a better mood than earlier.

Brandon pulled the quilt over them and held Natalie close. “Just go to sleep.”

Natalie pouted in dissatisfaction, but she didn’t push the matter.

As soon as she closed her eyes, she fell into a deep sleep. By the time she opened her eyes again, it was already morning.

to catch a glimpse of Brandon going out the door. He was already dressed, so

out of her lower lip and pulled the quilt over her head. She was pissed. She had worked hard to make him happy last night. In the end,

stayed in bed for a little while longer before finally getting up to go

their attire for the upcoming event, she

to her desk, she began to work. She was so

wasn’t until Tasha held up her phone in front of her that she

messages. “Thanks again, Natalie! I’ll treat you to a big meal next time,

was about to put away her

was Garrett

the words on her screen, Natalie felt like she could almost

taught you a thing or

She put down her phone and went to the tea room to get some

did she notice that the office seemed particularly quiet

of coffee and looked at Tasha questioningly. “Why’s Elizabeth

cubicle and shrugged. “She asked for a leave out of the blue. Maybe she has some sort of emergency to attend to

“Seriously?”

sneer broke the quietness of the office. Dalores threw a design drawing on the table and demanded, “What the hell is that supposed to mean? This is the busiest time of the year! How could she abandon us? I can’t even get through to her!” Natalie pursed her

Elizabeth call to ask for a leave of absence herself?”

She asked

in her hands, she murmured, “This isn’t like her. Maybe she’ll come this afternoon. Dalores,