The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 609 Understanding Natalie's concerns helped Derek feel better. It turned out she did not actually hate him but feared what others might say about them.

Derek laughed and said, “I didn’t expect you, an unpopular designer, to be more vigilant than me, a famous model.” Many young female models had previously tried to start rumors with Derek, but he always shut them down.

He did not think Natalie would try to avoid him. The more Derek considered it, the less he wanted to let go of it.

Was Natalie the woman he was supposed to miss out on? He placed his hands on the back of his head and looked at Natalie sitting next to him. Natalie's beautiful features were continually dazzled by the road's marbled lights. Her expressions were usually nonchalant. He was curious whether she would reveal her true beauty and charm to Brandon in private.

“I have a headache, Natalie. | drank way too much just now. Please dropoff at my house.” Derek put his hand to his forehead and fell on Natalie's shoulder.

Natalie gently shoved Derek's head away and warned, “Behave yourself, or I'll kick you out of the car now!” He covered his face and let out a snort.

It was already late, so Natalie called Brandon.

“That's right, Brandon. | am on my way home.” She glanced at Derek and added, “But | am kind of in trouble.

You might have to wait a while for me.” Derek was upset by Natalie's sneaky expression. Did she not want Brandon to know he was here so much? Derek leaned over and cut in on purpose with a sly look. “Who are you talking with on the phone? Is it the old man, Brandon?” In his office, Brandon's face got darker. “The voice was definitely Derek’s. What the heck is going on here? Are you with him now?” “Derek is in my car...” As Natalie was about to explain, the car suddenly sped up. Derek's b*ody rocked back and he pounced on Natalie.

“Hey!” Natalie said as she pushed Derek away with icy eyes. “Don’t you understand English? | told you to behave yourself!” “Look, | didn’t mean it!” Derek was pushed to a corner. Groaning, he said, “How could you blme? The car suddenly sped up. | didn’t mean to take advantage of you!” Natalie rolled her eyes at Derek, and then looked at Mesue. Instinctively, she turned her head only to find a few cars behind them. Were those cars pursuing us? Looking worried, Mesue tried to control the direction of the car. “No, | just wanted to put the brakes on, but | realized something was wrong with the car and | couldn't stop it at all.” “Are you kidding me?” Derek got thoughtful. In a shaky voice, he asked. “Are you trying to forceout of the car like that? Don’t think I'll be fooled!” “Don’t talk nonsense,” Natalie said seriously. “We're not that stupid. We won't risk our own lives just to drive you out of the car.” She paused for a few seconds to think and cto an appalling conclusion. “Someone must have tampered with the car. Mesue, did you notice anything unusual? Did something happen when you went to get the car?” 1 It would normally take Mesue a few minutes to collect the car. Yet, Natalie waited for Mesue to cback longer than usual. It was clear that something had occurred.

Mesue let out a loud gasp and said, “I went to the bathroom first before | found Sean’s car. When | got in, | indeed noticed that it was a bit difficult to start the car. | thought it was because the weather was too cold, or maybe there was something wrong with Sean’s car since he didn’t drive it often, so | didn’t pay much attention to it.” “When Sean went to the banquet, his car was fine. At that point, he toldhe had just recently bought this convertible. So, how could there be a problem?” Natalie scowled. “Perhaps someone tampered with the car while we were at the party.” She needed to figure out how to deal with it as soon as possible now that it had happened.

“Mesue, please drive the car—and carefully. I'll discuss this with Brandon.” Natalie had not hung up her phone, so she knew that Brandon must have heard her conversation with Misue.

She picked up her phone. “Brandon,” she said. “Did you hear what | and Mesue have been talking about?” Brandon surely heard it all. Even though he was in a panic, he quickly calmed himself down. “I'll find a solution, but tell Mesue to pick a road where there are as few people as possible in the city to buy tand lessen the likelihood of an accident.” Natalie believed him.

Even though her voice quivered in the wind, her tone was particularly firm. “Okay, I'll do my best to buy smore time.” Derek gave Natalie a silent look. She seemed fragile and frightened when she talked to Brandon. The moment she hung up the phone, her gaze hardened. Her tone was firm, and her eyes were clear. “Nothing will happen to us, so don’t worry.

Derek narrowed his eyes and a surge of anger rose in his chest. He clicked his tongue in displeasure and said, “You are being too arrogant, aren't you?” How could you expect a mere phone call to setat ease? | don’t believe that Brandon can really find a way to save us! Derek reached for his pocket and took out his phone, but didn’t know who to call.

“Who are you going to call? Wilder? Or are you going to call the police?” Natalie frowned.

“It’s useless.” She sighed. “Ordinary people can’t solve our problem.” “Who on earth did you offend?” Derek helplessly asked as he put his phone away. “You're still the White family’s daughter and the wife of the Larson Group's CEO, you know? Who would dare to hurt you?” At that point, he truly wanted to see who that person was.