The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

Natalie was startled. “If I’m not Cassie Quinn, who else do you think I am? It’s such a lame question,” she said jokingly.

Natalie had married Sebastian as Cassie Quinn. If she messed up the plan, Lauren would not give her the money. Hannah was still at the hospital, waiting for the money to get her surgery done.

Sebastian frowned — something seemed out of place. Someone who had previously investigated the daughter of the Quinn family told him that Cassie was an arrogant, willful, vain, brainless woman who liked seducing wealthy men for personal gain.

Therefore, he pretended to be a penniless loser in front of Natalie, thinking she was Cassie so that she would take the initiative to ask for a divorce because the woman despised the poor.

However, the woman in front of him seemed surprisingly accepting of his financial position, as well as his humble abode.

Besides, her nervousness seemed apparent even though she tried her best to remain calm.

Sebastian felt the woman in front of her was kind and sweet. She seemed interesting to him.

But it didn’t matter whether she was the real Cassie or not. He married Cassie only because this was his mother’s last wish on her deathbed.

All he had to do was marry her.

suit jacket and stepped back.

Natalie felt relieved. “No.”

shook her head and looked around. There was only one bedroom and a tiny sofa in the living room. ‘Do I have to sleep on the same bed with Sebastian?’

in her eyes. He remembered there was only one bed in the house. The house had been unoccupied for a long time; he only asked the servants

one bed here. I’ll sleep on the sofa tonight. You can sleep in the bedroom,” Sebastian said, casually unbuttoning his

at him in surprise. ‘Does he know how to read people’s minds? How does he know what I was thinking?’ she

sleep in the living room and was overjoyed that he offered before she asked, she pretended to be embarrassed. “Is that okay? It is our wedding night. Don’t

bed with you.” Sebastian lowered his head and leaned closer to her. His eyes darkened as their gaze met. “I’ll join you after taking a shower,” he

mean that.” Natalie’s eyes widened. She braced herself as a blush flamed her cheeks. She lowered her eyes, trying to escape. But there was nowhere to hide. She was forced to retreat to the wooden

to hit the corner of the table, Sebastian reached out and held her

asked, cocking his head to the side with a playful glint in his

blinked at him, looking like a

against her neck.

said that we