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.

over time, yet her morale seemed to have crumbled in the blink of an eye. She felt as

hard that her nails almost

all she could do

couldn’t let anyone see her

her back

forehead was then pressed against his broad, warm

them, its engine roaring in

halt just a few feet behind the

“Whose car is this?”

Cassie’s boyfriend exclaimed.

a limited edition

by some rich young master who wanted to show off his

stared at the Lamborghini in a similarly covetous

people in the city—no, in the whole

was nothing compared

out of said car, walked past the BMW,

and spoke

apologize for keeping you waiting, sir. Please get in

boyfriend were

owned the Lamborghini? But how was that even possible? Sebastian nodded at the driver and squeezed

go home,” he

at the scene unfolding in front

kind of man had Natalie married? Natalie had been burrowing in Sebastian’s arms

up and spotted the Lamborghini, she

“Sebastian…”

eyes never left

He gently ushered Natalie into the

another word to

a glance at her and couldn’t help but

whoever Natalie had married, but he did regret losing her to his stupidity and

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

had tried to seduce Steve in the first place was because she wanted to take

she didn’t give

like Natalie didn’t care

Steve seemed reluctant to

want to keep a man who loved someone else? It’d

but it

her ultimate goal was to marry into a rich and powerful family that

that she needed to marry a