The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

As soon as she walked out of her room, she saw Sebastian standing at the door. He slid a bank card into her bag and said, “This is my payment card. You can use it as you like.”

Natalie looked at him. Then, she took the card from her bag and placed it on the table. “No, thanks. You keep the card for yourself. We’re just a nominal couple that doesn’t get along well with each other. How can I use your money?”

Judging from her tone, it was obvious that her anger hadn’t subsided one bit.

Sebastian’s towering frame blocked her path. Sebastian picked up the card from the table and forcefully pressed it on Natalie’s palm. “Take it,” he said, closing her fingers against it.

Natalie was startled. “Why are you standing here, blocking my way? Won’t you let me go if I don’t take it?”

Looking at her cold face, Sebastian felt she was distant and aloof. He didn’t know what to do.

“I didn’t mean that.” He frowned.

“Such being the case, get out of my way. Or I will be late for work.” Natalie threw the card back to the table, pushed him away with her elbow, and walked out, closing the door behind her.

His face darkened as he slumped on the sofa. Pleasing a woman didn’t seem as simple as Garrett had claimed it to be. Therefore, he called the man right away.

“She refused my money. Think of another solution for me.”

There was a woman nestled in Garrett’s arms. He squinted sleepily and spoke in a voice that didn’t sound completely sober. “You can’t do this to me. It’s seven o’clock in the morning. Even servants should have time to rest.”

“I’m not joking. Hurry up and find a way to help me. I can’t sleep until this problem is solved.” As he spoke, Sebastian sullenly stared at the scenery framed by the window.

Then, when he was fully awake, he returned and said,

about her like

wooing her romantically. Girls like flowers, especially roses, lilies, and tulips. A popular trend before was to surprise a girl by leaving flowers in the fridge for her to find

walked out to the balcony, leaning on the railing pensively. “Have you tried

be told, he never put in that much effort for

that Natalie was

effort to get

pushed the door

found the apartment crowded with countless beautiful red roses illuminated by candlelight. Even the floor was covered

doorknob tightly, Natalie’s gaze swept

the living room. His handsome features were perfectly highlighted by the

stare, at first, he thought she was too pleasantly

against the door as though her soul had left her body. She asked weakly, “How much did you spend on

in mind. There were at least one thousand flowers here.

though she wasn’t

thousand,” Sebastian answered

that, but he didn’t dare say so. He could see that Natalie’s

could you spend that much?!” Natalie gasped

no right to scold Sebastian for his spending habits. After all, she was just his nominal wife. In the end, she could only throw her arms in

survey the damage. “Some of these flowers still look good. Maybe