The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 686 Hannah turned to Brandon and shifted the attention to him. “Brandon, you should try harder Don’t just focus on your work.” Brandon just smiled faintly and brought her a cup of warm tea.

After settling back into his seat, he gently stroked Natalie's hair and said with a serious tone, “By the end of next year, I'll definitely bring you a beautiful granddaughter.” Natalie's face turned red in embarrassment. But she just lowered her eyes and said nothing.

Hannah stayed in Brandon's villa for the night, and Natalie insisted on sleeping in the sbed with her.

Hannah rolled her eyes at Natalie and urged, “You're already married, but you still cling to me. Be a good girl and go back to your husband.” Natalie closed to door of the master’s bedroom dejectedly. Brandon, who was working on the documents Sean had sent, looked at her and asked, “Did Hannah ask you to chere?” “You already know it. What's the point of asking?” Natalie retorted. For sreason, she felt a little uneasy. She just stood there, not knowing what to do.

It was a familiar feeling. She had felt like this when she and Brandon had just gotten married Sensing her uneasiness, Brandon stood up and made his way into the bathroom with his pajamas. But before going in. he looked back at Natalie and asked, “Are you worried I'll have sex with you again?” “You'd better not mention what happened before!” Natalie warned while staring daggers at him.

She regretted having sex with him that night. She was in a clear state of mind at the time. How could she succumb to his seduction? Since that happened, Brandon would not shut up about it.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Natalie calmed herself down and said, “1 want to sleep in separate beds with you tonight. Go to the guest room when you're done with work.” Brandon's eyes darkened. Although he was disappointed, there was nothing he could do if she did not want him. “I won't touch you. I'll sleep on the sofa.” Natalie's gaze fell on the small sofa in the room. The thought of him slumbering on the couch with an aggrieved look amused her.

Natalie pondered and hesitated momentarily before acquiescing. “Very well, 1 shall bring sblankets for you.

Once you have refreshed yourself with a shower, the sofa shall be at your disposal for slumber.” Wearing a glum expression, Brandon remarked, “As you can see, this sofa is rather small in size.” “You made a commitment to sleep on the sofa. You must honor your word, as a man should.” Natalie chuckled as she grasped the blanket on the bed, heading toward the sofa She put the blanket down and then noticed the medicine hidden beneath the lamp.

Casting a furtive glance towards Brandon, she reached for the medicine, only to have it swiftly snatched away by him. “What sort of medication are you on?” Natalie's frustration boiled over, and she couldn't resist unleashing a thunderous roar.

Disbelief washed over her as Natalie realized Brandon was still taking the medication. What else was he keeping from her? “This is private to me,” Brandon retorted, gripping the medicine bottle tightly, concealing its label with his palm.

Natalie snorted in derision. “Is this your way of owning up to your mistakes, Brandon?!” She spun around, slamming the door behind her as she stormed out.

Upon descending the stairs, Natalie caught the sound of voices emanating from the kitchen “Hannah, Are you here to get swater? Allowto fetch it for you.” The servant could be heard saying to Hannah in the kitchen.

“Thank you so much, and I'm sorry for the trouble,” Hannah replied, graciously accepting the cup from the servant and offering a polite smile. Her eyes were filled with curiosity as she inquired, “May | ask how long you've been employed here?” “I have been employed at Mr Larson's residence for a while and was recently transferred here to manage this house.” The servant honestly answered Hannah's inquiry.

After a brief pause, Hannah continued, “Given that you have been working for them for quite stime, you must be familiar with the situation in this household. Please forgive me, but I'm curious to know’ if Brandon and Natalie truly share a good relationship.” As Hannah emerged to sip swater, she overheard a conversation from Natalie and Brandon's bedroom, revealing that they intended to sleep in separate beds. Hannah couldn't fathom why a couple would sleep apart without any apparent reason. This led her to suspect that Brandon and Natalie had conflicted.

As Natalie emerged from the door, she overheard Hannah's inquiry, causing her to startle and nearly lose her footing on the stairs.

Thankfully, someone was able to hold her before she fell. Brandon held Natalie tightly, supporting her weight against the stairs.

At the sound of the commotion, Hannah quickly looked outside the kitchen to investigate.

There were smeows from the stairs all of a sudden. “Mr. Larson instructedto keep a few cats as a surprise for Mrs. Larson.” The servant explained with a smile, attempting to reassure Hannah not to be anxious.

“You had inquired about the relationship between Mr. and Mrs. Larson earlier? I'm afraid I'm unaware of their past. Since they did not employ servants in their previous residence. I'd worked at Mr. Larson's other villas, and | only went to clean their villa occasionally.” Hannah appeared disappointed as she replied, “Alright, thank you.” The servant called out to Hannah before she left and added, “However, | believe Mr. Larson appears to adore Mrs. Larson. Prior to my employment with the Larson family, | worked as a servant for other wealthy households.

Those couples, despite their wealth, treated each other with disdain and were distant. Mr. Larson, on the other hand, is different 1 have heard that he frequently cooks for Mrs. Larson Despite their busy schedules, they make tfor each other and even take each other on dates. Besides, if Mr. Larson didn’t value Mrs. Larson, why would he bring you here and respect you this much?” “You're correct,” Hannah said with a resigned nod. She reasoned the voice in the room earlier must have been a misinterpretation.

The individuals hiding on the staircase overheard the dialogue taking place.

Natalie was in Brandon's arms as he leaned against the stairs. Natalie's body trembled, and Brandon held her tightly in his arms and whispered in her ear with a playful smile, “Having fun playing hide and seek?” Brandon embraced Natalie tightly, pulling their bodies closer together. He traced his lips from her earlobes along the curve of her neck, teasingly running his tongue over her shoulder before playfully nipping at her skin.

Taken by surprise. Natalie raised her head, startled, and moaned. Brandon made a slurping, swallowing noise as he kissed her, turning her face in his direction.

“I heard snoise. Letcheck it out.” The servant noticed the sound and left the kitchen to investigate.

Brandon lifted Natalie and brought her to his bedroom, throwing her on the bed.

“Brandon! What is it you want?” Natalie stood up from the bed in anger and kicked the back of Brandon's leg.

Brandon felt no pain because the kick didn’t have much force. After turning around, he removed the medication from his bag and placed it in Natalie's hand. “Look closely. Do you recognize this?” “Sleeping pills?” Natalie inquired upon taking a closer look.