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.

still

hand and the pitiful look on her face,

his tone was harsh, his expression

open wound. It might

the sofa in the living room. Then

at her bandaged finger, Natalie was in a

He gently tucked

are a designer. Your hands are your greatest tools. You should be more careful next time. What’s

could bother Natalie

felt much better, but her voice

to steal the information in my computer?” Brandon shook his

it. They said that nothing

widened

You’re not lying to

one eyebrow raised as

you,” Natalie said quickly, grabbing

that design…But if it wasn’t me, who

happened at work?” Brandon was really

for him to figure

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

Natalie looked up into

that if I admitted that it was

course, she knew that Draco was doing this for her own good, but she

now that I know I wasn’t the one who leaked the design draft.

I have to tell

to tell Draco first thing tomorrow morning.lt was someone else! It wasn’t

was

you care about

up at Brandon in

he had

him,” Natalie started to explain

see him as a mentor and a good boss. I don’t like him that way. And I know that even if

defend Draco, Brandon’s

You’re special to him!” Brandon wasn’t an idiot. He could see Draco’s intentions

allowed a colleague who had jumped ship to come back to

appreciated Draco from the bottom of her