Wife by Day, Boss by Night by Thalia Quillspeak

Chapter 198

Since she was a little girl, Natalie had it told that she’d get all jittery and start talking a mile a minute whenever she tried to fib.

It was painfully evident since she had to take her sweet time with every word when she was a slow talker back then. Even at this moment, she hadn’t shaken the habit.

Pausing, Natalie lifted her gaze to meet his, carefully articulating each word, “I swear, Gavin and I are strictly platonic.”

“Do you think I can’t hear the lie in your voice?”

Apart from her secret identity, she had been honest with Brian about everything. Yet, he didn’t trust her.

“Fine, I’ll give you one chance!” Brian’s voice was a low growl, seething with rage. “Right here, right now, turn me on.”

Brian thought, “She had said she felt sick and even disgusted. Then I wouldn’t touch her. But there she was, cozying up to another man in the blink of an eye!”

Natalie froze. It was a public restroom, for God’s sake! What did he take her for? A call girl? A mistress?

“Close the door!” Brian barked at the bodyguard standing guard outside.

“Brian…” Natalie’s whole body started to tremble uncontrollably.

going to go through with

twice,” he replied, his voice softer but no

for a while but eventually knelt before him, feeling a cold despair settle in her heart. Before she even touched him, she turned her face away, closing her eyes, unable to

watched her hesitate on that last step, his eyes

a few seconds, Natalie reached out, her fingertips barely brushing his warm skin, when Brian suddenly grabbed her wrist with

at the tears welling up in Natalie’s eyes and let out a mocking chuckle. She was ready to sacrifice her dignity even with such

the sake of the James family. It’s nauseating,”

that, he flung

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his clothes, feeling like she

her back to the cast’s hotel!” Brian ordered as

sternly.

looking back, he strode away

then stepped in, saying gently, “Miss

on the sink for support, Natalie struggled to her feet, her

moment, she turned and washed the blood from the back of her hand, gingerly picking up her shattered phone from among the broken