The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

Natalie felt Brandon snuggle behind her. and then she heard him ask. “Would you like me to help you take a shower?”

She shook her head, her eyes already tightly shut. She didn’t want to risk the possibility of dozing off in the bathroom.

Brandon braced himself up on his elbow to look down at her.

“Do you like boys, or would you prefer girls?” he asked, his eyes glittering in the dim light of the room.

Natalie was barely capable of forming an entire sentence at this point, so she only let out a soft hum.

“I hope it’s a girl,” he whispered in her ear as he pulled her into a tight embrace.

“She’ll look just as adorable as you. and I’ll spoil her like a princess.” Natalie’s eyes popped open then.

“What if she has the same personality as you?”

What if…their daughter turned out to be an introvert who didn’t like to mingle with other people? She might get isolated from society.

A wistful smile appeared on Brandon’s face. He pulled her even tighter.

“That’s not so bad,” he said softly.Don’t worry.l won’t let anyone bully our future daughter.”

Natalie rolled over and returned his smile.

“It doesn’t matter.As long as the baby is healthy. I don’t care whether it’s a boy or a girl.” He p**ssed an affectionate k**s against her forehead.

“I’ll do my best to be a good father.l’ll make sure our children are happy and content.We will have our own little family very soon.”

They would have a warm home with a strong father, a kind mother, and lovely children.lt was all that Brandon had always wanted in life.

throat. Natalie bit her lower l*p and burrowed into the cocoon of his arms.She wanted

night in the early spring when

under the pouring rain.He risked a backward glance, only to find a dozen men brandishing knives and baseball bats as

was so terrified that his knees almost gave out. but his desperation urged him to move forward.He couldn’t walk properly

him in a

after me? I have

and he looked like a mangy dog that had been wandering the streets for days.He stared at the tall, burly men in front of him and decided that his best option was to

me go, I beg you! I did nothing to you. you have no reason

forward and grabbed

a man called Jorge

eyes as beads of rain fell on his

“No,” he lied.

me.I don’t know who that man is. but you’ve got the wrong

his men and

on. Boss!” one of the goons

me check

his phone in a panic, afraid of the consequences of a possible blunder.He

sl*pped out of the leader’s hold and darted into the nearest alley.He could still hear the muffled

man in the photos.Mr.Larson

what are you

anxiety took over his

physical state and his anguished mind, he soon found himself losing his balance and falling face first

thundered behind

he heard the footsteps

in him rendered him

he felt

beg of you, have