The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

After work, Natalie went to the supermarket to stock up on ingredients.

Of course, her bodyguard went with her.

“Do you want to come in and have dinner with us tonight? I promise I won’t poison you,” she said with a smile when they got home.

“It’s okay, Mrs. Larson. I’ll just wait by the door.”

The bodyguard blushed slightly and waved her hand in a hurry.

However, no matter how hard Natalie tried to change her mind, she insisted on staying by the door like a statue.

Natalie shrugged. She carried the grocery bags to the kitchen and started cooking. She hadn’t been herself since she walked out of the Draco’s office earlier that day. She absentmindedly sliced the vegetables, the silver blade making dull sounds as it hit the wooden chopping board.

With her eyes lowered, Natalie felt very sad at the thought that she might’ve been the one who leaked the design drawing.

And judging from what Draco had said, it seemed that he wanted to take the blame for her.

Natalie was a little surprised when he said that.

Why would he do that for her? When she opened the cupboard to take out some plates, her mind was elsewhere.

The plates in the cupboard fell out and shattered into pieces on the floor.

The crisp sound of porcelain breaking echoed in the empty house.

Natalie’s face turned pale.

Looking at all the broken plates on the floor, she squatted down to clean up. It just so happened that Brandon came home when the plates fell. He had heard the noises from the kitchen and quickly went to investigate.

As soon as he saw what had happened, Brandon immediately went to get down beside Natalie and quickly started to pick up the pieces of broken porcelain.

“Let me do it.”

“It’s okay. I was almost done,” Natalie said in a fluster.

She then cut her finger accidentally on a sharp edge.

“Ouch!” she yelped and immediately threw away the broken plate in her hand.

There was an obvious wound on her finger, and bright red blood oozed from the cut.

Brandon was still

the pitiful look on her

harsh, his expression

wound. It

living room. Then he fetched the first aid kit and bandaged the small wound

finger,

sighed. He gently tucked a stray strand

Your hands are your greatest tools. You should be more

only thing that could bother Natalie this much was

much better, but her voice was still

the hacker able to steal the

They said that nothing

eyes widened

lying to make me feel better,

don’t believe me?” Brandon asked with one eyebrow raised as he put the

you,” Natalie said quickly, grabbing

that design…But if it wasn’t me, who

happened at work?” Brandon was really

say anything for him to figure out that there

Fuller, was leaked somehow. Since my laptop was hacked, I thought it was me.! went to Mr. Wesley and told him everything.

up into Brandon’s

said that if I admitted that it was me,

that Draco was doing this for

now

relieved! I have

first thing tomorrow morning.lt was someone else! It wasn’t her! There

was

you care

up at

he had

him,” Natalie started to explain

I don’t like him that way. And I know that even if it wasn’t me, Mr. Wesley would’ve taken

her defend Draco, Brandon’s

you see? You’re special to him!” Brandon wasn’t an idiot. He could see

colleague who had jumped ship to come back to work in W Marks. He’s just a

truly appreciated Draco from the bottom of her heart and didn’t want