The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

“You can’t continue like this. I know a psychologist who is very good at what they do. You should go

see them.”

Tears started rolling down Charis’ cheeks as she put her trembling hands on the desk. She knew the

day would come when Brandon would let her go, sooner or later. And this was it! “Do you think I’m

crazy?” she asked with a trembling voice.

Brandon shook his head and explained his reasoning patiently. “I don’t think you’re crazy, but I do

believe your state of mind is delicate right now. I understand how you feel. I don’t want to blame you,

but I strongly suggest you seek professional help. Otherwise, it will affect your work and life in the

future.”

Charis clenched her fists tightly. In her eyes, Brandon was just making excuses. She knew he must be

upset with her. After all, her face was disfigured now, and she couldn’t work as skillfully as before. How

could he possibly fall in love with her?

“Okay, I hear you,” she scoffed coldly. As soon as she left Brandon’s office, she collapsed and ran out

crying, not taking his business card. Obviously, she didn’t want to see a psychologist.

Rubbing his aching temples, Brandon waved and sighed. In her current fragile state, Charis couldn’t do

anything right. But considering the fact that they were friends, he couldn’t just kick her out of the Larson

Group. He could only hope that she would figure things out.

At first, Natalie didn’t realize how bad Charis had become until Brandon informed her about the

seriousness of the situation. He also saw this as the perfect opportunity.

Charis used to be a serene and intriguing woman, making it extremely difficult to pinpoint her

vulnerabilities. But now, she was at her most fragile state. Finally, it was time for Natalie to move

forward.

From Brandon’s conversation with Charis, she rarely left her office or spoke to anyone. She didn’t want

to face the gazes of the intrigued employees, nor did she want to fight with anyone and give Brandon

one more reason to push her away.

Given her fragile mental state, it was difficult for her to control her temper now. She knew better than

anyone that she could barely keep calm in these days. The more she tried, the worse things got.

At that moment, she heard the door open to her office. Thinking it was just her assistant who came to

deliver some documents, she didn’t bother to look up from her desk. “Put the documents on the table,”

she said absentmindedly. But a familiar voice sounded. Charis raised her head and met Natalie’s

smiling eyes.

“Mrs. Larson, do you have a date? If not, please get out of my office,” Charis said hatefully.

This woman must have come just to make fun of her. Ignoring her refusal, Natalie entered the office

and calmly looked Charis up and down. Less than a month had passed since the last time they saw

each other, but Charis seemed to have completely transformed into a different woman. Although

Natalie couldn’t see her face with her mask and scarf, she could tell that Charis was about to lose her

temper.

“We need to talk, Miss Turner,” Natalie kept her smile. They were at the headquarters of the Larson

Group, and she was sure Charis didn’t know. She wouldn’t dare to chase her away. Charis gritted her

teeth angrily.

Just looking at Natalie made her want to skin the dog alive. But since Natalie was the wife of the CEO,

she had to be courteous to her. “Then please sit down, Mrs. Larson,” she said with stiffness.

Charis unconsciously wrapped herself tighter in her coat, feeling uncomfortable and even a little shy

under Natalie’s intense gaze. Natalie sat on the sofa and crossed her legs with elegance. “You set fire

to the haunted house to kill me, right?” Charis’s entire body stiffened, as if she had been struck by

lightning. After a moment of silence, she stammered, “I… I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Do you need a mirror to see yourself now? How do you see yourself?” Natalie’s smile widened, and

her eyes shone dangerously.

“You have what you deserve, Charis. You failed to kill me in that fire, and now I’ve managed to turn you

into a beast. How are you feeling?” Charis bit her lower lip hard, forcing herself to calm down.

She wasn’t stupid; she realized that Natalie was deliberately trying to elicit a confession. She was

probably even recording their conversation right now.

“I said I don’t know what you’re talking about. Why would I want to kill you? You are Mrs. Larson, and I

respect you. For the sake of my friendship with Brandon, I’ll forget what you just said. I have work to

do. You can leave when you’re done with that cup of tea.” Charis refused to engage in this

conversation with Natalie. She was afraid of losing control of her emotions and getting into a fight.

“It doesn’t matter if you don’t admit it. I simply enjoy seeing you like this,” said Natalie with a smile. “I

mean, you wrap up to cover your whole body now, right? What makes you stink. I know that my

husband gets so upset every time he sees you like this.” Charis’s nostrils flared, but she still did her

best to remain calm.

However, every word that came out of Natalie’s mouth hurt her deeply. The audacity of mentioning

Brandon! How could Charis withstand such a blow? “Get out of my sight right now!” Charis stood up

suddenly and roared at the top of her lungs.

Seeing that she had gotten what she wanted, Natalie took her bag and sneered proudly, “I was about to

go anyway. I feel bad just looking at you like that. Now that you’re an ugly monster, you should give up

your dream of being with Brandon. You don’t deserve it!”

Her last words finally pushed Charis over the edge. She was furious and lost control of her mind

completely. She picked up the kettle of hot water from the table and threw it at Natalie.