The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

Natalie felt Brandon snuggle behind her. and then she heard him ask. “Would you like me to help you take a shower?”

She shook her head, her eyes already tightly shut. She didn’t want to risk the possibility of dozing off in the bathroom.

Brandon braced himself up on his elbow to look down at her.

“Do you like boys, or would you prefer girls?” he asked, his eyes glittering in the dim light of the room.

Natalie was barely capable of forming an entire sentence at this point, so she only let out a soft hum.

“I hope it’s a girl,” he whispered in her ear as he pulled her into a tight embrace.

“She’ll look just as adorable as you. and I’ll spoil her like a princess.” Natalie’s eyes popped open then.

“What if she has the same personality as you?”

What if…their daughter turned out to be an introvert who didn’t like to mingle with other people? She might get isolated from society.

A wistful smile appeared on Brandon’s face. He pulled her even tighter.

“That’s not so bad,” he said softly.Don’t worry.l won’t let anyone bully our future daughter.”

Natalie rolled over and returned his smile.

“It doesn’t matter.As long as the baby is healthy. I don’t care whether it’s a boy or a girl.” He p**ssed an affectionate k**s against her forehead.

“I’ll do my best to be a good father.l’ll make sure our children are happy and content.We will have our own little family very soon.”

They would have a warm home with a strong father, a kind mother, and lovely children.lt was all that Brandon had always wanted in life.

a lump in her throat. Natalie bit her lower l*p and burrowed into the cocoon of his

was a night in the early spring when Barnes had its first rain of

limping hurriedly under the pouring rain.He risked a backward glance, only to find a dozen men brandishing knives and baseball bats as they chased after

out. but his desperation urged him to move forward.He couldn’t walk properly as it was. let

end, they cornered him in a dark corner

are you after me? I have no

strained, and he looked like a mangy dog that had been wandering the streets for days.He stared at the tall, burly men in front of

go, I beg you! I did nothing to you.

stepped forward and grabbed Jorge’s

Mr.Larson to hunt down a

beads of

“No,” he lied.

man is. but you’ve

man loosened his grip slightly.He whirled around to his men and barked. “Did you find the

one of the goons

check the

in a panic, afraid of the consequences of a possible

into the nearest

looks exactly like the man in the photos.Mr.Larson offered a million

you

mustered all the strength he had left and ran without looking back.Rage and anxiety took over his heart.He had no idea what he had done to offend Brandon

physical state and his anguished mind, he soon found himself losing his balance and falling face first on the

thundered

when he

it instilled in him

a sudden, he felt a pat

of you, have mercy on me!