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.”

“What brings. you to us today?” Snapping out of his thoughts, he managed a bitter smile. “I wanted to share a meal with you. Do you have time?”

to an elegant restaurant, reserving the

food arrived, Garrett filled his glass with wine and downed it in one swift

voice muffled. “Is she doing

doing fine. I spoke with her a

head and released a wry chuckle. Undeterred, he continued

Brandon, hoping that as his close friend, he would

“Let him release his emotions. He’s been holding them in for

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

child and left, Garrett had buried his pain beneath an avalanche of work, fearing he might lose control

returned to

the once-promising abode he and Laney had

They didn’t dare to trouble Laney

the last drop of wine on the

the two friends. “Why are you

sorrow palpable. “If you ever have children, you’ll make wonderful parents. Unlike me—I’m useless, unable

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

I even deserve that?” Garrett’s voice cracked, clutching his hair. “Laney wants to divorce me! She