The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

Sebastian stroked the coins in his hand. He remembered seeing Natalie quarrel with her parents when he went to the Quinn family’s house.

They didn’t seem to get along with each other.

“What happened? Why are you nervous? Why do you freak out every time I mention your family?” Sebastian ruffled Natalie’s hair tenderly.

“How can I spend a woman’s money? You better use my money first.”

After a moment’s thought, Sebastian took out his wallet from his jacket pocket and placed it in Natalie’s hands.

“I’ve made some money working part-time in a shop for the past few days.”

Natalie looked at the wallet, and her bangs covered her pretty face.

Just as the two looked at each other in silence, they heard a voice dripping with sarcasm.

“It looks like you really have been living a miserable life.

You can’t even afford to take a taxi and have to take a bus home.”

Natalie turned in the direction of the voice and found a white BMW parked at the curb not far away.

Wearing cat-eye sunglasses and a_ figure-hugging strapless dress, Cassie sat in the car next to Steve.

She took off her sunglasses now, and smacked the gum she was chewing as she eyed Natalie and Sebastian.

“What, do you want a ride or something?” Cassie drawled.

“I suppose that’s fine, but make sure you wipe your shoes before you get in, or you’re going to dirty my babe’s new car.”

Natalie took out her phone and wordlessly rounded the car to take photos of its license plate.

When she straightened, she pointed at the road sign just up ahead.

“Didn’t you see that you’re not allowed to park here? If you don’t move right away, I’ll report you to the traffic enforcers.”

Steve’s ears burned with shame. He didn’t want to irritate Natalie with Cassie and had wanted to drive away immediately, but Cassie had stopped him.

Cassie crossed her arms over her chest and scoffed.

“Go ahead, then. We can pay the fine, no matter how much it is. I’m not like you, who probably can’t even afford to take a taxi. For all I know, you must be out here begging for alms, aren’t you? Like some piss-poor vagrant. Oh, wait. Now that I think about it, our dog does the same.”

Cassie’s harsh words cut deep into Natalie’s skin. She gritted her teeth and looked at her feet to keep herself from spouting bitter curses at the woman.

have crumbled in the blink of an eye. She felt as though she had

hard that her nails almost cut into her

was all she could do

anyone see

a sudden, Sebastian pulled her back

forehead was then pressed against his broad, warm

them, its engine roaring

a halt just a few feet behind

“Whose car is this?”

Cassie’s boyfriend exclaimed.

a limited

some rich young master who wanted to show off

and stared at the Lamborghini in a similarly covetous

in the whole country—could afford this luxury

BMW was nothing compared

got out of said car, walked past

and spoke

apologize for keeping you waiting, sir. Please get in the

and her boyfriend were stunned

punk actually owned the Lamborghini? But how was that even possible?

go home,”

front of her,

man had Natalie married? Natalie had been burrowing in

she finally looked up and spotted the Lamborghini, she

“Sebastian…”

never left the

He gently ushered Natalie

off without another word to Cassie and

was looking away, Steve stole a glance at her and

didn’t care about whoever Natalie had married, but he did regret

noticed the tenderness on Steve’s face as he looked at Natalie and gritted

in the first place was because she wanted to

she didn’t give a damn about

didn’t care about

reluctant to leave Natalie,

loved someone else? It’d

status was good, but it

goal was to marry into a rich and powerful

marry a