The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 552

“What are you looking at?” As Elizabeth was about to look out of the window, Natalie quickly drew up the curtain and said, “Nothing. There were people quarreling about something downstairs, but they’ve gone now.”

Elizabeth bought her words and didn’t ask more questions.

Natalie remembered she had asked Elizabeth to see Frank last week. She asked, “Did Frank talk to you about your hand injury?”

She had sent a message to Frank, but his reply was a little strange. Why had he referred to Elizabeth as a special patient?

Natalie decided she could ask Elizabeth in person now.

Elizabeth’s eyes twinkled. She answered, as if nothing had happened, “He said the same as my previous doctor. I don’t think Frank can fix it. Actually, I’m afraid no one can fix me.”

She clenched her fists and comforted Natalie, “It’s okay. Worst case scenario, I’d just quit design. I could still live a normal life.”

“It’s not like that, and it’s still an illness. So don’t talk nonsense. Are you certain Frank can’t cure it? He’s the best doctor I know.” Natalie couldn’t believe it.

Elizabeth looked a little embarrassed. She didn’t know how to explain the situation to Natalie.

In fact, Frank had asked her to see a therapist, saying her problem was purely mental instead of physical. Elizabeth still didn’t know whether to take his suggestion or not.

She really didn’t want to see a therapist.

chat with Elizabeth, Natalie went back to her seat and

her bathroom break to

Why is she saying that even you can’t cure her?” Natalie felt sorry for Elizabeth, remembering the pained expression

truly talented designer. Natalie didn’t want her

listen to her nonsense. She’s just trying to get out

relieved. Just as she was about to hang up, Frank stopped her. “Wait a

what Frank was going to do, Natalie hesitated and said, “I don’t think it’s

hung up the phone before Natalie had any chance to say

coffee. She hadn’t finished designing Derek’s suit yet. There was plenty of time to get it done, but she was afraid her hand injury would slow

her pen. The moment she put any pressure on her fingers, a tearing pain came from her palm. Elizabeth clutched

She opened it and poured

Elizabeth frowned and tried to recall how many pills she had taken over the last few days, but the

mouth and swallowed them down. The pain in her hand began

distance. She sent Frank a message, saying that she had completed her secret mission as

an “OK” immediately, but she didn’t hear from him after that. Natalie didn’t

first simple draft of the design. She had a meeting with Natalie to discuss

form, organized and orderly. She didn’t

that Frank’s plan had worked. Natalie was pleased, but

stopped, apologizing to Natalie, “I’m sorry. I

a hurry, grabbing her