The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

Gerda paused and let out a loud burp, her face turning red as a tomato.

“Well, then.Let Chrislopher send her back.We can leave it all up to him.”

After reaching a consensus, they hailed their respective taxis and split up.

Christopher locked at Natalie, who was slumped against the wall of the restaurant.

The early autumn breeze was chilly, especially given the hour.

Christopher took off his coat and draped it over Natalie’s shoulders, then he put an arm around her waist to support her to the curb.His hold on her was loose and casual; he didn’t have any ulterior motive.He only wanted to see that Natalie went home safely, and perhaps spend a little more time with her in the process.

Christopher slung her purse over his neck and ushered Natalie to the street.

It wasn’t easy, seeing as he was practically dragging a dead weight.

All the jostling must have woken her up, because Natalie began to groan.Content © copyrighted by NôvelDrama.Org.

“Natalie?”

Christopher leaned close and parted her messy hair to find her struggling to open her eyes.Her plump lips pursed as he tucked her locks behind her ear.

“Are you all right? Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?”

“Be quiet.I want to get some sleep.”

Natalie appeared to be sleep talking.She reached up with her slender fingers and scratched her nose.

Before he knew it, she had settled into a comfortable position in his arms, and was sleeping soundly against his chest.

“Okay...Sleep well.”

Christopher was unaware that he was sporting a huge grin at that moment.He had even forgotten the fact that Natalie was already married.Shortly after, he called a taxi and put Natalie in the backseat with much difficulty before flopping beside her.

“Please take us to this neighborhood,” he instructed the driver.

Christopher only knew the name of Natalie’s residential community, but he had no idea which apartment building she stayed in, let alone her unit number.

The taxi sped into the night.

Throughout the drive, Christopher sat stiff and virtually motionless.

Natalie’s head was nestled in the crook of his shoulder.

Soon, he heard her muttering under her breath.

He lowered his head and stared at her delicate face.

“What? Can you say that again? I didn’t hear you clearly just now.” Natalie huffed, her eyelashes fluttering slightly.

“I said, aren’t you going to kiss me?” Christopher felt his ears burn.

He cleared his throat and took a deep breath.

“Do you know who I am?”

He was just a man, after all—a man with feelings for her.

“Why aren’t you kissing me already?” Natalie placed a hand on his other shoulder and pulled him close.

She sounded petulant, coy almost.

Christopher leaned into her invitation, his hand pressing against the small of her back.

He traced the curve of her cheek with his forefinger, pausing when his burning gaze fell on her lips.A muscle ticked at his jaw as he hesitated.

Christopher’s heart raced in his chest as he leaned closer to Natalie.

“Sebastian...” Natalie mumbled softly, shattering all the intimacy into pieces.The light in Christopher’s eyes dimmed in an instant.He immediately stopped and sat upright as the corners of his mouth twitched.

The light outside the window fell on his face, outlining his features.

He looked hurt.He restrained his emotions and lifted the coat on her shoulders.

“It’s all right.Go to sleep.”

He turned his head and looked out of the window.

The Korean restaurant they had dinner in the evening was quite far from Natalie’s home.

When they arrived, it was already past midnight.

The moon hung among the foamy clouds, casting a silver light on the land.

Natalie was drunk; she had no idea what she was doing.

Her arms dangled out of her coat as she waved her hands.

Her loose shirt, unbuttoned on the top, slid to her shoulders, revealing her cleavage and collar bones.

“Hmmm, it’s uncomfortable here.My back hurts a fot.”

“Hey, Natalie, don’t move. You’re home.”

Christopher’s mouth became dry.He hurriedly lifted the coat and wrapped it around Natalie, revealing nothing but her flushed face.

“Well, hurry up and carry me upstairs. I’m so sleepy.”

Natalie leaned back and slumped onto the back seat of the taxi as soon as Christopher got out.

Christopher wanted to drag her out of the taxi, but Natalie didn’t seem to cooperate with him, so he bent forward and lifted her off the car.

Just as he was about to put her down, a strong force pulled Natalie from his arms.“What the hell?” Christopher looked up and saw a strong figure standing in front of him.

The dim light on the street cast long shadows, making Sebastian look like a towering mountain that seemed to even block the dazzling moon.

“You were holding her with such ferocity!” Sebastian sneered.

His droopy eyes turned murderous as he looked at Christopher.Then, he turned to look at the woman in his arms.

A frown lined his forehead, and his jaw tightened.

“You’ve misunderstood me.I’m here to drop Natalie,” Christopher hurriedly explained.

Sebastian ignored him and gently put Natalie down and wrapped his arm around her shoulder, forcing her to stand steadily.

Seeing that her wobbly feet didn’t support her, he held her shoulder tightly to offer more support.

“Don’t you know how to walk? Why are you asking others to carry you?” he chided her.

“Ouch!”

Natalie yelped in pain as she felt someone was crushing her shoulder.

The pain made her sober up a little.

When she opened her blurry eyes, her gaze fell on Sebastian, who was.a picture of pure rage.

His sharp eyes were like bullets waiting to pierce through her.

Natalie trembled with fright.

“Are you awake?” Sebastian sneered and fixed her clothes.

“Can you stand on your own now?”

His venomous words and the anger in his eyes seemed to sober Natalie up.She nodded and stood beside Sebastian, trying to balance her weight.