The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

“In that case, we’ll be taking our leave now.”

“I’m perfectly safe here” Elizabeth said as she walked them to the door.

“Don’t worry about me. The workers aren’t done moving things, anyway. The whole place is just a mess. Once I finished cleaning up, I’ll definitely invite you two back for a small home warming party.”

“Well, if you run into any problems, don’t hesitate to call me. We haven’t found Jorge yet, so we should be careful at all times.”

“Do you realize you’ve become as much of a nag as my aunt?” Elizabeth t**sed, though she did feel warm from Natalie’s words.

They exchanged goodbyes, and Natalie and Brandon made to leave.

They walked past the workers, who were still busy shuffling things around.

Jorge was lifting a cabinet when he accidentally met Brandon’s eyes again.

Fear immediately gripped him. He hurriedly raised the cabinet higher to hide his face.

Noticing that Brandon was peering at one of the workers, Natalie followed the direction of his gaze and asked, “What are you looking at?”

All she could see was a towering cabinet.

Brandon shook his head and looked away.

“It’s nothing. Let’s go.”

But the small exchange bothered Natalie, and the more she thought about it, the more baffled she became. She couldn’t help but crane her neck to take a few more glances at the man behind the cabinet. Upon closer inspection, she realized that this man looked a little different from the rest of the workers.

Firstly, his clothes looked clean and new, unlike the others’, which were worn out and stained here and there.

a glimpse of

or a scratch. He didn’t look at all like a man who

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so, neither could shake off the feeling that something was

already looking at her.It seemed like he wanted to say something, too.She knew

raced down

back to the third floor and blurted out, “That

man really Jorge? Natalie’s eyes widened in

he had

entered Elizabeth’s place. It wasn’t until Natalie had

said

The man must have come here

was in danger! The moment she realized this, Natalie gripped the banister and made to race back upstairs. She needed to prevent another sordid tragedy

out to stop Natalie in her tracks and pull her back, “Take her away,” he instructed the

Natalie

save her. Let me go, or

stay away. I’ll take

and unb**toned his cuffs. He tossed the coat over

upstairs. Take her to

second. Her good friend was in danger, yet she could do nothing but to stand back and watch her husband risk his

tried to rush forward and

just like before, Brandon held her back

I say,” he said, his eyes

for me in the

mouth to protest, caught herself at the last

Brandon softened

I keep worrying about you.I