The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

“You can’t continue like this. I know a psychologist who is very good at what they do. You should go see them.”

Tears started rolling down Charis’ cheeks as she put her trembling hands on the desk. She knew the day would come when Brandon would let her go, sooner or later. And this was it! “Do you think I’m crazy?” she asked with a trembling voice.

Brandon shook his head and explained his reasoning patiently. “I don’t think you’re crazy, but I do believe your state of mind is delicate right now. I understand how you feel. I don’t want to blame you, but I strongly suggest you seek professional help. Otherwise, it will affect your work and life in the future.”

Charis clenched her fists tightly. In her eyes, Brandon was just making excuses. She knew he must be upset with her. After all, her face was disfigured now, and she couldn’t work as skillfully as before. How could he possibly fall in love with her?

“Okay, I hear you,” she scoffed coldly. As soon as she left Brandon’s office, she collapsed and ran out crying, not taking his business card. Obviously, she didn’t want to see a psychologist.

Rubbing his aching temples, Brandon waved and sighed. In her current fragile state, Charis couldn’t do anything right. But considering the fact that they were friends, he couldn’t just kick her out of the Larson Group. He could only hope that she would figure things out.

At first, Natalie didn’t realize how bad Charis had become until Brandon informed her about the seriousness of the situation. He also saw this as the perfect opportunity.

vulnerabilities. But now, she was at her most fragile state.

spoke to anyone. She didn’t want to face the gazes of the intrigued employees, nor did she want to fight with anyone and give

knew better than anyone that

bother to look up from

not, please get out

a month had passed since the last time they saw each other, but Charis seemed to have completely transformed into a different woman. Although Natalie couldn’t see her face with her

were at the headquarters of the Larson Group, and she was sure Charis didn’t know. She wouldn’t dare to chase

the dog alive. But since Natalie was the wife of the CEO, she had to be courteous to her. “Then please sit down,

her coat, feeling uncomfortable and even a little shy under Natalie’s intense gaze. Natalie sat on the sofa and crossed her legs with elegance. “You set fire to the haunted house to kill me, right?” Charis’s entire body stiffened, as if she had been struck by lightning. After a moment of silence, she stammered, “I… I don’t know what you’re

do you see yourself?” Natalie’s smile widened, and her eyes

You failed to kill me in that fire, and now I’ve managed to turn you into a beast. How are you feeling?” Charis bit her lower lip hard, forcing