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.

the suit jacket and stepped back. “I have finished saying what I

Natalie felt relieved. “No.”

around. There was only one bedroom and a tiny sofa in the living

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

sleep on the sofa tonight. You can sleep in the bedroom,” Sebastian said,

he know how to read people’s minds? How does he know what I was thinking?’ she

that he offered before she asked, she pretended to be embarrassed. “Is that okay? It is our wedding night. Don’t you think it is inappropriate for you to sleep on the sofa? Besides, you are big and

uncomfortable. But there is only one bed here. If I want to sleep comfortably, I might have to sleep here on the same bed with you.” Sebastian

herself as a blush flamed her cheeks. She lowered her eyes, trying to escape.

she was about to hit the corner of the table, Sebastian reached out

head to the side with a playful glint in his

him, looking like

Sebastian’s warm breath blowing against her neck. The man’s body heat cloaked her. She had

to sleep alone. And you just said that we only