The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 582

Derek snorted.

“Is there anything that you are not satisfied with?” Elizabeth looked at him coldly.

“Just because you’ve been single for ages, you deliberately interrupt us, trying to keep us apart since you don’t want us to have a good time. Am I right?” Somehow Derek’s face didn’t mirror the meanness of his words.

“Natalie is happily married. I hope you always remember that, Mr. Ramsey.” Elizabeth held her nerve, remaining calm.

Derek took two steps forward, stared her in the eye and said, “Are you looking for a boyfriend? You should have told me earlier.”

He ogled her b*ody, his eyes roving up and down, and said, “You’re pretty enough. I know a few rich and handsome young men I could introduce you to.”

Elizabeth looked him square in the eyes and said, after careful consideration, “No way, birds of a feather flock together. I’m not into playboys like you. I’m not saying you’re a bad person, just that you think too much of yourself, and you’re rude. Any girl wanting to be with someb*ody like you is only doing it for your looks, or maybe because of your fame and wealth. Anyb*ody looking for a serious relationship would steer well clear of you. You need to calm down. Be serious. Not all women are going to be into you.”

“You!” Derek clenched his teeth and his face turned red. Elizabeth’s words had infuriated him. Looking down at the flowers he held, he suddenly grabbed her hand.

“To tell you the truth, Elizabeth. I don’t think of you as a friend or just my designer. The reason I haven’t been coming here recently is that I was afraid that I’d pine for you if I saw you. But I love your dedication. How would you like to be my girlfriend?” Derek gave her a smoldering look and held the flowers out.

A crowd was beginning to form at the door. A lot of people had overheard Derek’s confession of love, and they had all come over to see the fun.

After what Derek had said, Elizabeth froze, but quickly regained her senses and retorted with, “No, Derek, stop it.”

obviously trying to embarrass

around to leave, Derek grabbed her wrist and said, “No, you can’t just go after

handsome young

very good looking. Go on, be his

Marks Studio, not right outside their doors. She sighed, realizing she would have to accept the flowers or he’d never leave. She shot Derek a look that

whispering in her ear, “There’s not a romantic bone in your b*ody. You’re frigid and without feelings. No man would ever want to

kiss and

would look like a

crowd. He pushed through them to Elizabeth and stared Derek down with an ice-cold look. “What’s going on? You’re not in any

visits. Once he had finished his operation

his important operations into one block, so as to give him as much spare time as he could get for Elizabeth. As a result he was starving

he got to the W Marks Studio, where he

the two of them were hitting it off, flirting

Elizabeth took the flowers and even smiled at Derek, in complete contrast

walked up and squeezed

to Elizabeth. But before she could answer Frank’s question, Derek

trouble at all. Elizabeth loves the flowers I got her, so we’re going on a

immediately became a frosty glare. The feeling was mutual, Derek didn’t like Frank much either. He wondered who Frank was. Could he be Elizabeth’s boyfriend? How come they

a silent stalemate, Elizabeth took the initiative and broke the silence. “Okay, I