The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

Sebastian walked into the house and found Natalie stretched out on the sofa, her eyes fixed on her laptop screen.

She had cucumber slices plastered to her face, and one of her hands was holding a large tumbler with a straw peeking out of its rim.

“You’re back? Have you eaten yet?”

She had heard him arrive, yet she just couldn’t bear to miss a second of the TV series she was watching.

Sebastian found her endearing.

“I already had dinner with a friend,” he said softly.

Noticing that her long, slender legs were bare, he quietly fetched the gray blanket from the sofa and draped it over them before plopping down next to her.

“How did your job interview go?” Natalie perked up.

She closed her laptop, then grabbed the cucumber pieces from her face and popped them into her mouth.

“You won’t believe what I’m about to say,” she said seriously.

But Sebastian already knew everything.

Chuckling under his breath, he leaned back and listened intently as Natalie recounted the day’s events.

“Maybe the company just values your talents,” Sebastian said lightly when she was done.

“I saw your resume yesterday, and even I think that you have excellent skills.”

Natalie had been looking forward to his shocked face, so she was caught off-guard by his reaction.

Sebastian didn’t seem the slightest bit surprised.

“Maybe,” she murmured.

In the end, Natalie brushed it off, thinking that the gravity of the situation might be beyond his understanding.

She opened her laptop again, meaning to carry on with her series.

But then she paused at the last minute, and looked back at Sebastian.

He was reading a magazine beside her, looking all relaxed and unbothered.

His jacket had faded into a dull yellow color, and his jeans were worn-out, but his face more than made up for his clothes.

If she didn’t know better, she would have even thought they were from vintage designer brands and he had dressed this way on purpose.

curiosity

is it that

she knew about him, apart from his name, was that he had this small house, a deceased mother, and the Klein family that had abandoned him for being a bastard

to it, she

always went out early in the

could mean that he was toiling rather

magazine he was reading and

something of a part-time worker.I do odd

idea had just occurred to him.He lifted his eyes and

stable job.Do you think you’ll

course not,” she replied without a second’s

just happened to ask out

poor and she’s okay with it?’

His eyes gradually softened.

order to earn more in the future, but the woman beside him beat him

a couple in name.I didn’t actually expect

tightened on the

a while, his voice

peered at him, confused at

was he who had proposed a contractual marriage in the first place, and she had

he so displeased

the date the Larson Group had

the end of the month, she received an

Group had two

was on the seventeenth floor

housed a talented team of designers who possessed exceptional skills and

the designers had graduated from well-reputed

would be the

a convenience store near the

change is on

nudged her

“Oh, thank you.”

took the money from the man, and put it into her

The

up and met the

widened

“Chris?”

“What a coincidence!”

eyes that twinkled with glee.He was