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.

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

list of messages to explain the misunderstanding last night. He said he understood that Natalie was mortified, so

Brandon’s face. He simply looked at Natalie and said, “You can go back to work if you want. I’m not going to

Brandon spoke, he lifted the blanket and got out of

She picked up her phone and sent a text back to

happy when you came back yesterday. I hope we can

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

got to the two portraits from last night, he suddenly stopped, overcome with

he drew was indeed

that what had happened would

expected that Natalie would handle it

frowning, stroked the face of the woman in the drawing

just started working at W Marks. Time

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 into it, in order to be the best. Sometimes when she was set up by

decided that what

composed and mature since then. She was practically a different

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

his eyes and let out a

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

he eventually no longer

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