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.

Just give me a minute, will you?” Garret struggled to climb out of bed and lumbered to the bathroom to splash his face with cold water. Then, when he was fully awake, he returned and said, “Buddy, I can tell from just a glance that your wife’s a little tricky. I’ve seen her a couple of times. She looked gentle and easy-going,

“Don’t talk about her like that. Do

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 when she

his chest confidently, despite Sebastian’s dubious silence. Sebastian shook his head and walked out

me, I’m a pro at this,” Garrett solemnly swore. Although, truth be told, he never put in that much effort for a woman. He usually just took them

tell that

a lot of effort to

the door

roses illuminated by candlelight. Even the floor was covered with rose petals.

doorknob tightly, Natalie’s gaze swept over the

was standing in the living room. His handsome features were

stare, at first, he thought she was too pleasantly surprised to say anything. But then, upon

soul had left her body. She asked weakly,

a rough estimate in mind. There were at least one thousand

wasn’t looking

thousand,” Sebastian

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

that

was just his nominal wife. In the end, she could only throw her arms in the air helplessly and say, “You

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