The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 615

Brandon tugged at Natalie’s sleeve. “Are you going to ignore me for the rest of our lives now?”

She raised an eyebrow and looked at the door meaningfully. “You may have a sharp tongue, but you’re definitely softhearted.”

“I have no choice,” Brandon smiled. “I’m used to having Sean as my right-hand man.”

He was getting sleepy. The doctor had prescribed him some sedative to help him sleep, and it was beginning to take effect. As a result, Brandon could barely hear what Natalie said next.

She was actually berating him for not cherishing his own life. Natalie paused in the middle of her tirade to look at Brandon, only to find that he had already fallen asleep.

“Well, that was fast…” Natalie leaned over him and stroked his face. He looked gaunt, and it made her heart ache. It was rare to see Brandon this fragile.

Natalie kept staring at him until she, too, started to doze off.

A long while later, Brandon woke up with a scowl.

He felt something heavy pressing against his chest. When he opened his eyes, he realized that it was Natalie’s arm, which was slung across his b*ody.

arm away, and then propped himself up

the night light by the bed fell on her soft features, making her look irresistible. Brandon

awake?” Natalie murmured as she sat

Brandon reached out and tucked a lock other hair behind her ear. “But toward the end, I found

else would you dream

look on his face after waking up, but she suddenly felt her insides melting into a puddle. She leaned close and

already roaming down her b*ody, cupping her buttocks and pulling her into his

each other’s eyes as the air crackled with sexual tension. Just as

that you hit your head!” Frank sounded

situation nor did he know that Frank would

accident as well as where to find him? To answer that question, we have to

this dress would look better in sky blue or navy blue?” Elizabeth asked Frank, who was peering over her shoulder. She had her fingers on her chin as she pondered about the perfect color for

thought for a few seconds. “What’s the difference between these two colors?” he asked as he gave up recalling what the colors looked like. “Sky blue is a little lighter, and navy blue is much

his arms and looked aggrieved. He replied indignantly, “I did study it. I also remembered every word

She was about to reach out and give Frank

the evening, a serious car accident

he squinted to get a clearer look at the license plate. Suddenly, he realized where he

was involved in an accident. However, the model and the color of the rescue helicopter captured