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.”

his head, Brandon said calmly,

managed to say in a gentle albeit slightly exasperated

choice but to look at Natalie in the screen. Only then

shoulders in pleasing cascades. Her smooth skin and partly visible cleavage were obscured under mounds of white bubbles. The steam rose around her, and her smooth face looked pink and delicious,

My Poor Husband is a

screen had suddenly stopped

connection from the hotel’s internet

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

serious and now that I’m taking a bath you’re suddenly interested?” Natalie shrank back in the bathtub,

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

himself. This was the first time Brandon had seen Natalie in such

“Stand up and let me see,” he ordered, his voice coming

heat. She hesitated for a moment, and then braced her hand on the edge of the

little more and

door was

the

the spell, leaving Natalie flabbergasted. She immediately

motion, and then nonchalantly leafed through the file in his hands as if

heard a

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

was uncharacteristic

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 do

off. “What are you talking about?” cold as he spoke, blatantly motioning towards the phone with

that he was looking for the pharmacist.

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