The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

Brandon couldn’t help but laugh. “Would you still like me to be your assistant next time?”

With a weak wave of her hand, Natalie said, “No, Mr. Larson. You’re fired.”

If she allowed Brandon to act as her assistant for a few more days, she was only going to run into more trouble.

It was right about sunset at this time. Brandon glanced at the clock on the wall, and smiled. “Well, it’s time to get off work. My task is done. Let’s go home.”

As soon as Natalie heard the words “get off work”, she felt an immediate surge of energy. After tidying up, she took Brandon’s hand, and the couple made preparations to head home.

As they were deciding what to eat for dinner, a mysterious figure suddenly appeared in front of them.

This took Natalie by surprise. After taking a closer look, she realized that it was Garrett, who she hadn’t seen for a long time.

Garrett’s visage bore the weight of exhaustion, his desolate expression a far cry from the suave and debonair nobleman he once was.

For the first time, Natalie saw him in such a state, gasping in astonishment,

“What’s wrong with you?”

With a feeble attempt at a smile, Garrett replied, “I’m fine.” Brandon crossed his arms and regarded him with indifference. “You can’t torment yourself like this just because your wife and child left you. Who are you trying to impress with this misery?” His eyes shimmering with pain, Garrett murmured, “Yes, they’re not with me, and no one will care about what I look like.”

had grown hazy. To alleviate his pain, Natalie quickly changed the subject. “What brings. you to us today?” Snapping out of his thoughts, he managed a

an elegant restaurant, reserving the most secluded private

the food arrived, Garrett filled his glass with

paused, his voice muffled. “Is she doing well? Are

“They’re doing fine. I spoke with her a few

in her words, but, to her surprise, he merely shook his head and released a wry chuckle. Undeterred, he continued to drown his sorrows in several more

glanced at Brandon, hoping that as his close friend, he would advise

whispering, “Let him release his emotions. He’s been

close friend of Garrett’s, Brandon maintained contact with him, staying informed about

left, Garrett had buried his pain beneath an avalanche of work,

returned to his

his office or the once-promising abode he and Laney had acquired. Despite his parents’ persistent pleas for his return, he stood his ground, unwavering in

found themselves in a quandary. They didn’t dare to trouble Laney again, nor did they insist on seeing

cease until the last drop of wine on the

Garrett slumped against the table, eyeing the

palpable. “If you ever have children, you’ll make wonderful parents.

his brow at Garrett’s anguish. “When do you plan to bring Laney and your baby

his hair. “Laney wants to divorce me! She asked for