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The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 535
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Chapter 535

“You…” A hint of coldness was beginning to turn Natalie’s gaze into an icy glare. She was

about to snap at Derek when Elizabeth stopped her.

“I’ll do it. We should avoid getting into conflicts with each other for this project.” between

the two of them, Elizabeth felt as if she was caught in the middle of a brewing storm.

She picked up the pen and started to draw. As her hand moved across the page, a sudden

burst of pain radiated from her wound. The pen dropped to the ground with a clatter.

Elizabeth crouched down to pick it up. “I’m sorry,” she said awkwardly. “It sl*pped because

my grip was a little loose.”

Derek could tell with one glance that Elizabeth was downplaying her injury. It was a deep

enough cut that the normal use of her hand was not possible.

“Miss Perry, you’ve hurt your hand badly. I can’t trust a designer who can’t even hold a

pen right.”

He turned to look at Natalie with a smug smile. “This is why I said I was choosing you. Any

more objections?”

It took everything in Natalie not to let her fury boil over at the sight of Derek’s triumphant

face. Focusing instead on Elizabeth, Natalie held her arm and said, “You don’t look too

good. Do you want to go out and take a break?”

Elizabeth crumpled the paper in her hand, the movement sending a dull pain crawling

across her palm. Without another word, her eyes downcast with gloomy shadows.

Seeing the crestfallen look in Elizabeth’s eyes made Natalie want to chase after her.

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“Are you seriously leaving me, your client, alone here?” Derek leaned back against the

sofa, his long legs crossed gracefully. There was not an ounce of guilt to be seen on his

face.

Natalie gritted her teeth and turned to him. “Are you out of your mind? Or do you just not

have a brain at all? That was so cruel! How could you say that to her? Our design drafts

are done through a specialized software. It’s not necessary for the designer to complete

everything by hand. She could do just as well with her injury.”

Derek wasn’t interested in any of it.

He turned his attention to the ring on his fi**ger, playing nonchalantly with the band. “You

avoided me on purpose, so I had no choice. If you hadn’t questioned my decision, I

wouldn’t have had to find fault with Miss Perry.”

“Now you’re blaming me?” Natalie was furious. After taking several deep breaths to calm

herself down, she opened the door of the VIP room and said, “Please leave, Mr. Ramsey.

I’m afraid we can’t accept this project.”

Wilder quickly stepped in to try and smooth out the situation. He had tried so hard and

was now finally about to secure a design project from W Marks Studio. Nothing could go

wrong now! “Please, let’s talk about this calmly. I’m sure we can come up with a

compromise. You’ve been at the Iridescent Show last time. You know better than anyone

that Derek is the perfect model for W Marks’ designs. The interview is also very important

to Derek.”

Once Natalie had made up her mind however, she was as immovable as a boulder.

Leaning against the door, she refused, “Our designers can’t help him. You’ll have to find

someone else.”

It was then that it dawned on Derek how angry Natalie was. With a frown, he asked, “Are

you that mad about it? Why do you have to take this so seriously?”

“You can see yourself out.” With that, Natalie simply turned around and walked out of the

room.

Wilder shot a cold glare at Derek. “What the hell did you just do?”

Derek brought a hand towards his forehead, kneading his temple as tension gathered in

that spot. He looked at the file that Elizabeth had left.

The materials she had prepared were perfect, and he could tell that she was serious about

her job. He wouldn’t have acted so childishly if he hadn’t been angry with Natalie.

r*bbing his face with his palm, he admitted, “It was my fault. I shouldn’t have been mean

to that designer.”

Wilder rolled his eyes inwardly. Derek had always been like this— not realizing the

consequences of his actions until the damage had already been done.

After leaving the room, Natalie looked around the studio to find Elizabeth, but there was

no sign of her. She paused her search and thought for a while, and then headed straight

for the rooftop.

There was Elizabeth, leaning against the railing that overlooked the business district

below.

“This brings me way back. You had always come here during lunch break.” Elizabeth was

looking down, her hands clasped together. As Natalie walked over, she saw the tear stains

that had been drying on Elizabeth’s cheeks.

Elizabeth finally spoke, sniffing and wiping her eyes. “The wind is really strong today. I

think something got in my eye.”

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Not even a light breeze disturbed the world that was standing perfectly still.

Natalie said nothing about Elizabeth’s obvious lie and asked instead, “How’s your wound?”

A bitter smile broke through Elizabeth’s lips. “I’ve gone to see several doctors. They all

said the same thing— the wound had already healed. But every time I pick up a pen, my

hand will shake. I can’t control it.”

Fear swallowed Elizabeth. Would she ever be able to draw again?

Natalie felt an overwhelming desire to comfort Elizabeth, but she was not sure what to

say. She let the silence stretch for a moment before speaking, “Elizabeth, don’t tell anyone

about this. You have to keep trying. Don’t give up on treatment. I know a doctor with great

medical achievements. Maybe he can help.” Natalie handed Elizabeth a business card.

“Frank Watson?” Elizabeth gaped at the name on the paper. “There’s no way such a

renowned doctor would even spare time to see me.”

Frank Watson was a prominent name. His influence had such a wide reach that even

people who weren’t from the medical field recognized him.

“A famous doctor is still a doctor. He is duty-bound to save lives and treat people. It’s not

like you would ask him to treat you for free. You’re a patient. He wouldn’t refuse,” Natalie

placed a comforting hand on Elizabeth’s shoulder and smiled.

The two walked down the rooftop together after a while. When they returned to the studio,

they found Derek and his manager still waiting inside the VIP room.

“Mr. Ramsey, our meeting is over. Please leave. We need this room. We have other clients

to attend to later,” Natalie said icily.

Derek had been dejected since she walked out on him.

He felt like a child who had gotten into mischief. Even now, he could still feel Wilder’s glare

on him, silently p**ssuring him to apologize. “Forgive me, Miss Perry. I was out of line and I

said incredibly rude things to you. I sincerely apologize.”