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.

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

explain the misunderstanding last night. He said he understood

that Draco will ever admit his feelings.” There was no particular expression on Brandon’s face. He simply looked at Natalie and said, “You can go back to work if you want. I’m not going to forbid

Brandon spoke, he lifted the blanket and got out of

She picked up her phone and sent

when you came back yesterday. I hope we can put behind what

he smiled and put down his phone. He turned and put some of the unsold designs

night, he suddenly

drew was

had happened would

that Natalie

face of the woman in the drawing and

started this artwork, Natalie had just started working at W

at W Marks on her first day, she was wearing her hair in a ponytail. She had desperately wanted to be a designer and had always worked hard. No matter how hard the task, she’d always fully thrown herself

was when Draco decided that what he wanted was to be

had grown so much more composed and mature since then. She was

to himself, with a self-deprecating smirk at the corners of his mouth. He packed all the sketches away

closed his eyes and

continue to work at W Marks, he decided that he’d

he eventually no longer felt

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