The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

“In that case, we’ll be taking our leave now.”

“I’m perfectly safe here” Elizabeth said as she walked them to the door.

“Don’t worry about me. The workers aren’t done moving things, anyway. The whole place is just a mess. Once I finished cleaning up, I’ll definitely invite you two back for a small home warming party.”

“Well, if you run into any problems, don’t hesitate to call me. We haven’t found Jorge yet, so we should be careful at all times.”

“Do you realize you’ve become as much of a nag as my aunt?” Elizabeth t**sed, though she did feel warm from Natalie’s words.

They exchanged goodbyes, and Natalie and Brandon made to leave.

They walked past the workers, who were still busy shuffling things around.

Jorge was lifting a cabinet when he accidentally met Brandon’s eyes again.

Fear immediately gripped him. He hurriedly raised the cabinet higher to hide his face.

Noticing that Brandon was peering at one of the workers, Natalie followed the direction of his gaze and asked, “What are you looking at?”

All she could see was a towering cabinet.

Brandon shook his head and looked away.

“It’s nothing. Let’s go.”

But the small exchange bothered Natalie, and the more she thought about it, the more baffled she became. She couldn’t help but crane her neck to take a few more glances at the man behind the cabinet. Upon closer inspection, she realized that this man looked a little different from the rest of the workers.

clean and new, unlike the others’, which were worn out and stained here and

a glimpse

scar or a scratch. He didn’t look at

Brandon continued making

could shake off the feeling that something was

to find that he was already looking at her.It seemed like he wanted to say something, too.She knew there and then

raced down

back to the third floor and blurted out, “That man just now!

man really Jorge?

Brandon, he had already guessed as

Elizabeth’s place. It wasn’t until Natalie had spoken it out

believe so,” he said in

have come here to exact his

this, Natalie gripped the banister and made to race back upstairs. She needed to prevent another sordid tragedy

her tracks and pull her back, “Take

Brandon!” Natalie cried

to save her.

away. I’ll take care of

off his coat and unb**toned his cuffs. He tossed the

be dangerous upstairs. Take her to the car and wait for me

was in danger, yet she could do nothing but to stand back and watch her husband risk his own safety to

sullen exp**ssion, Natalie tried to rush forward and run upstairs

just like before, Brandon held her back

to what I say,” he said, his eyes turning

me in

protest, caught herself at the last

her frustration, Brandon softened his