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.

curious look in his eyes, Natalie handed him the phone

had sent a long list of messages to explain the misunderstanding last night. He said he

Brandon’s face. He simply looked at Natalie and said, “You can go back to work if you want.

spoke, he lifted the

picked up her phone and sent a text back

I know it was just a misunderstanding. The colleagues in the studio were so happy when you came back yesterday. I hope we can put behind what happened last night, and I also look forward

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

night, he suddenly stopped, overcome with a

woman he drew was indeed

had been worried that what had happened

expected that Natalie would

stroked the face of the woman in the drawing

he first started this artwork, Natalie had just started working at

desperately wanted to be a designer and had always worked hard. No matter how hard the task, she’d always fully thrown herself into it, in order to be the best. Sometimes when she was set up by hostile colleagues, she

decided that what he wanted was

more composed and mature since then. She was practically a different person

himself, with a self-deprecating smirk at

and

to work at W Marks, he decided that he’d keep all of his feelings for

he eventually no longer felt

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