The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

Concerned, Natalie asked in a low voice, “I forgot to ask last time. Why were you two at the clinic?”

Elizabeth’s voice filled with sorrow as she explained, “Jorge used to be a drug addict. After quitting, he seemed like a different person. But he lost his job and became violent. Everything used to be so good between us. I don’t know why things have come to this.”

Natalie frowned, forming a worse impression of Jorge upon hearing about his past as a drug addict. Carefully choosing her words, she asked, “What are you planning to do? Do you have any plans?”

Elizabeth sighed heavily, nursing a glass of wine, her sadness evident. “I want to break up with him, but I don’t think it’s the right time. I can’t just give up on him when he needs me.”

Trying to offer comfort, Natalie said, “If you’re certain that he has truly quit drugs, maybe breaking up isn’t necessary.” Elizabeth managed a bitter smile and downed two more glasses of wine.

Just then, Elizabeth’s phone rang, displaying “BF” on the screen.

Elizabeth answered the phone in a rush, her heart pounding. “Where are you?” Jorge’s voice sounded anxious on the other end of the line. “Why aren’t you home yet? I’ve been waiting for you for half an hour!”

“I’m having dinner with my friends at the Riverside Restaurant. I’ll be back later,” Elizabeth explained, her face filled with disappointment.

“What the hell are you talking about? Friends? What friends? Come up with a better lie, Elizabeth! Tell me—are you with another man?” Jorge’s voice grew louder and more aggressive, causing everyone at the table to overhear the conversation.

“You’re crazy!” Elizabeth didn’t want to waste her breath on him, so she angrily hung up the phone and reached for another glass of wine. By that point, she had already finished almost an entire bottle of red wine by herself.

drunk, Natalie intervened. “Let’s eat something first before you have another

ear and continuing to drink. Eventually, Natalie turned to Draco for help, even though he usually avoided meddling in other people’s private affairs. However, Natalie’s pleading look was hard to resist, so

level-headed, both at work and in private. Elizabeth obediently stopped drinking, but it seemed too late. Her cheeks

the phone call, Elizabeth lost her appetite. She sat quietly while Draco and Natalie finished their meal. Concerned, Natalie walked Elizabeth to the restaurant’s gate, wanting to drive her home. However, their homes were in

offered to take Elizabeth home himself. “You should go home now. Drive safely,” he said, understanding Natalie’s

approached Elizabeth to help her, as she was too drunk to stand on her own. Coincidentally, just as Draco

of Draco, blocking their way. He pointed an accusing finger at them. “So, you’re her new boy toy? Bitch, how dare you cheat on me!” It was

to intervene and explain, “Sir, calm down. We’re both Elizabeth’s colleagues. We just

listen, shoving Natalie away without hesitation. Natalie nearly fell, but luckily, Brandon, wearing a black overcoat, caught her just in time. He helped

her balance. Then, he confidently approached Jorge, gripping his

bewildered and enraged, cursed vehemently, “What the—?! Who the fuck are

your own fucking business!” Brandon

off!” Jorge

man on the ground. He had no intention of wasting his breath on scum like

head. The imposing presence of the man before him was overwhelming. He didn’t know who Brandon was, but it was clear that Brandon’s towering stature and

the police!” Jorge threatened,