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 same bed 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 come here?”

“You already know it. What's the point of asking?” Natalie retorted. For some
reason, 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 some blankets 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 some water? Allow me to 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 I 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 some time, 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 some water, 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 some meows from the stairs all of a sudden. “Mr. Larson instructed
me to 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 I 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, I believe
Mr. Larson appears to adore Mrs. Larson. Prior to my employment with the
Larson family, I 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 time for 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 some noise. Let me check 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.