The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

Natalie trembled, desperately clinging to the French window frame, hoping Charis wouldn’t push her. In that critical moment, the office door swung open abruptly, and Brandon entered, holding a document in his hand.

As he stepped into Charis’s office, something seemed off. Suddenly, a bloodcurdling scream pierced the air, causing Brandon to snap his head up. His eyes widened in horror as he saw Charis gripping Natalie’s head, dangerously close to the broken window.

“Charis! What the hell are you doing?!” Brandon froze, unable to comprehend the scene before him.

With a deranged look in her eyes, Charis shouted, “Don’t come any closer! If you take one more step, I’ll push her!”

Fear gripped Brandon, draining the color from his face. He never imagined such a horrifying scenario when Charis asked him to discuss work in her office.

Charis’s forehead veins bulged with anger as she continued, “Are you hurt yet, Brandon? I brought you here so you could witness Natalie’s death firsthand!”

She raised her head and let out a hysterical laugh, her disfigured face resembling a monstrous creature. Brandon was overwhelmed by shock and confusion.

“Why are you doing this? The psychologist said you had recovered,” Brandon pleaded, trying to make sense of the situation.

Charis laughed again, her voice filled with bitterness. “Recovered? Brandon, do you think life is that simple? I don’t care anymore! That fire turned me into a monster inside and out! My life is ruined, while you’re still happily with Natalie! It’s driving me insane!”

Her roar echoed like that of a wounded beast. The scars from the fire had left an indelible mark on her face and heart, making her feel unbearably ugly.

had deceived everyone, including her doctor, into believing she had healed. In reality,

come back just to hurt Natalie?” Brandon’s eyes darkened with

so I could return to the Larson Group.

rashly. Natalie stood precariously close to the window’s edge, held only by Charis. Calling the police or seeking help would only provoke Charis further. He

should he do? Regret flooded his being like never before. It was his decision to bring Charis back to work, putting Natalie in

Brandon discreetly covered his phone with the document in his hand and dialed Garrett’s number while Charis was

never

now? Do you think I want to live after this? I’m ready to go down with her! I’ll take the woman you love and ensure you

intense hatred for Natalie. He couldn’t comprehend why she despised her so much. Charis detested Natalie to the point of contemplating suicide just to eliminate

their interactions. As far as he could remember, they rarely spoke to each other. What had transpired? Why did Charis harbor such animosity towards Natalie? Could his memory loss have caused him to forget something

be no grudge between you two. Why do you suddenly

and glared at Natalie with fury. “We’ve always hated each other, Brandon, but you’ve completely forgotten.

so, Charis proceeded

she deserved him, not Natalie. She had attempted various methods to separate them but failed repeatedly. In a desperate act, she

his shock grew. He strained his mind, attempting to recollect the details Charis revealed, but a throbbing pain in his head

his hands against his temples, he looked helplessly at Natalie and asked,

evidence to support it. Charis managed to cover her tracks. You had lost your memory, and you trusted her with your life. I couldn’t

Charis scoffed sarcastically. “You’re a hated bitch! Even after Brandon lost his memory, he still chose you. You must be so proud, right?” As she spoke, Charis yanked on Natalie’s hair, forcing her to raise her head