Wife by Day, Boss by Night by Thalia Quillspeak

Chapter 151

Brian was both frantic and furious as he pinned Natalle down, Ignoring her struggles. With a swift motion, he lifted the back of her shirt to Inspect her skin.

A large bruise marred her lower back, the skin swollen and hot to the touch. Brian’s fingers gently grazed the area, his concern evident despite his gruff exterior.

“When did you hurt your back?” he asked, his voice deep with concern as he stared at the injury.

Natalie recalled bumping her back a couple of days ago. It was the night Brian had left her on the couch, and she suspected she’d landed on one of Nate’s toys, hitting her spine. She bit her lip and remained silent.

“Talk to me,” Brian urged, furrowing his brow.

To Natalie, it seemed ironic that Brian, who often treated her as an outlet for his anger, was now showing concern for her well–being.

“What does it matter to you?” she asked softly, despite the pain.

At her words, an unspoken outburst seemed to catch in his throat.

taking you to the hospital right now, would you

herself short, realizing that to continue might sound like

to say nothing at all. Besides, speaking up would only upset him further, and she had learned her lesson. Silence was her best

Brian shot back through clenched teeth.

feeling utterly miserable, had no desire to argue and waste

and fainting could mean she was pregnant. Brian repeated this

jackets, soiled with vomit, and tossed them

struggled weakly but ultimately surrendered to

out some wet wipes. His brow creased, and he cleaned her face and mouth with more

made Natalie wince, and she pushed his

seconds before Brian grabbed

the cap, and held it to

it

narrowed slightly as he retorted, “If you want me to give you mouth–to–mouth, just