The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 503

After relaxing for a few moments, she got up and headed to the bathroom to wash up. The suite’s bathroom was large and luxurious, with a striking circular bathtub in the middle. The idea of taking a nice long bath and just relaxing sounded like heaven to her.

Natalie plugged in her phone to charge in an outlet by the bathtub. When she turned it on, she discovered that Brandon had called her more than ten times.

What was wrong?

Pondering this, Natalie placed a video call to Brandon.

“Sorry, my phone was dead before.” Rubbing her w*et hair, Natalie leaned in close to the screen and looked at Brandon’s face.

Brandon opened the video on his end but was working busily overtime, so he simply placed his phone aside. He didn’t pay much attention to Natalie throughout the call. “Don’t you have anything to tell me?” asked Brandon guardedly, as he still focused on the document he was reading. Natalie could only see half of his torso on the screen.

He still couldn’t get the image of Derek carrying Natalie onto the stage out of his head.

Natalie, on the other hand, had no idea what he was talking about.

Her heart and mind were full of the Iridescent Show and the amazing evening she’d had. As for the rest, she could barely remember it. She had no clue that Brandon was talking about Derek holding her.

“What? What should I tell you?” Natalie asked, completely baffled.

A strange mix of jealousy and sadness surged up in Brandon’s mind. He no longer wanted to talk to Natalie, so he buried himself in his work instead.

If she didn’t want to tell him the truth, he wouldn’t try to f0rce anything out of her.

Through the video screen, Natalie noticed a closed container of takeout food on the table beside Brandon. It seemed that he never touched his dinner.

Natalie said, “It’s so late. Haven’t you eaten yet? You can’t keep working. You need to take a break and eat something first.”

Brandon said

She raised her voice, but still managed to say in

look at Natalie in the screen. Only then did he notice through the screen how s*xy she

obscured under mounds of white bubbles. The steam rose around her,

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the screen had suddenly

assumed that a bad connection from the hotel’s

I thought this was supposed to be a five-star hotel.” She grumbled as she shook her phone,

didn’t even listen to me when I was talking about something serious and now that I’m taking a bath you’re

with a cough, but his eyes never strayed from her. “We’ve never tried this kind of video call before.

the first time Brandon had seen Natalie

a bolder tinge. “Stand up and let me see,” he ordered, his voice

her hand on the edge of the porcelain bathtub, slowly rising

hitched. A little more and

the door

have the

the spell, leaving Natalie flabbergasted.

motion, and then nonchalantly leafed through the file in his hands as if his employee hadn’t interrupted

a

Sean c*cked his head to the side as he placed the documents on Brandon’s desk. He looked around but found nothing. There was only Brandon sitting casually on his chair. At first glance, nothing seemed amiss. But Brandon’s eyes betrayed him,

raised his eyebrows. It was uncharacteristic of

Without another word, he turned to leave. Just as he was about to step out of the room, Frank’s words crossed his mind. He faced Brandon again and said, “Mr. Watson asked me to deliver a message. He told you not to worry. He’d

talking about?” cold as he spoke, blatantly

he was looking for the

a few seconds for Sean to recognize what Brandon was doing. He closed