The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 545

“I’m not a possession, and I have a say in who I wanna be with,” Natalie said in a muffled voice.

“You aren’t a possession. You’re my wife and my treasure…” Brandon stroked her back. Seeing her eyes redden as if she was about to cry, he felt terrible. He said in a sullen tone, “It’s Derek again. It seems that he’ll need to be disciplined.”

After casting him a sidelong glance, Natalie raised her hand and pinched the muscles on his right arm. “Calm down. Don’t always be so eager to fight.”

Brandon had no choice but to nod obediently.

The two of them went upstairs and changed their clothes before returning to clean up the kitchen. That task completed, they finally went back to their bedroom to sleep.

After being reassured by Brandon that he wasn’t jealous or angry, Natalie was able to put Draco out of her mind. She slept soundly all night.

The next day…

Brandon woke up to find Natalie sitting up in bed, staring at her phone in a seeming daze.

Seeing that she was reading a long series of texts,

Brandon squinted his eyes. He was a bit curious as to what they were about, but he didn’t ask to see.

his eyes, Natalie handed him the phone and said, “It’s a bunch of texts

said he understood that Natalie was mortified, so

Draco will ever admit his feelings.” There was no particular expression on Brandon’s face. He simply looked at Natalie and said, “You can

he lifted the blanket and got out

She picked up her phone and

studio were so happy when you came back yesterday. I hope we can put behind

at home, he smiled and put down his phone. He turned and put some of the unsold designs into the

the two portraits from last night, he suddenly stopped,

drew was

worried that what had

Natalie

stroked the face of the woman in the drawing

artwork, Natalie had just started working at W

be a designer and had always worked hard. No matter how hard the task, she’d always

decided that what

Natalie had grown so much more composed and mature since then. She was practically a different person

it go.” He was talking to himself, with a self-deprecating smirk at the corners of his mouth.

closed his eyes and let out

work at W Marks, he decided that

eventually no

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