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

and continuing to drink. Eventually, Natalie turned to Draco for help, even though

in private. Elizabeth obediently stopped drinking, but it seemed too late. Her cheeks were flushed, and she struggled to

and Natalie finished their meal. Concerned, Natalie walked Elizabeth to the restaurant’s gate, wanting

Draco offered to take Elizabeth home himself. “You should

to stand on her own. Coincidentally, just as Draco reached her, she

stepped in front of Draco, blocking their way. He pointed an accusing finger at them. “So, you’re her new boy

and explain, “Sir, calm down. We’re both

a black overcoat, caught her just in time. He helped her up and looked into her

balance. Then, he confidently approached Jorge, gripping his shoulders tightly before

vehemently, “What the—?! Who the fuck

your own fucking business!” Brandon

fuck off!” Jorge spat back

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

hastily covered his 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 strength gave

I’ll call the police!”