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

managed to

screen. Only then did

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, which made him want to reach through the screen and

Wife My Poor Husband is a

image on the screen

that a bad connection from the hotel’s

to be a five-star hotel.” She grumbled as she shook her phone, trying to get a better connection. That was when she saw Brandon’s

something serious and now that I’m taking a bath you’re suddenly interested?” Natalie shrank back

cough, but his eyes never strayed from her. “We’ve never tried this

time Brandon had seen Natalie in

next words took on a bolder tinge. “Stand up and let me see,” he ordered, his voice coming out in a low

heat. She hesitated for a moment, and then braced her hand on the edge of the porcelain bathtub, slowly rising from the water that hid her

hitched. A little more and he would see all of

then, the door

I have the materials

Natalie flabbergasted. She immediately ducked

nonchalantly leafed through the file in his hands as

heard a loud

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

It was uncharacteristic of Brandon to be so

from asking. 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 do

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

Natalie to know that he was

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