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The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 103
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Sebastian was silent again.

Natalie could hear his rhythmic breathing. She heard the muffled voice of a man calling Sebastian from a distance but couldn't clearly hear what they were saying.

“It’s fine.You don’t have to wait for me.Go to bed early,” he said calmly and hung up the phone.

Unease settled in the pit of her stomach as she stared at the screen of her phone.

Natalie could feel the coldness in his voice.She wandered aimlessly in the living room, hoping to see Sebastian soon.

It felt like walking on pins and needles.

Natalie looked out the window, staring at the dark night.

‘When the clock struck ten, there was a soft knock on the door.

Thinking Sebastian had finally returned home, Natalie sprang up from the sofa and opened the door right away.

“Why didn’t you take the key?” She opened the door, grinning happily.

But the smile on her face froze when she saw a stranger outside the door.

“What can | do for you, sir?” The man was tall with broad

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shoulders.He was perhaps in his early forties and somehow looked strong even though he was only in his pajamas.He looked at Natalie up and down, his eyes gleaming with wonder and amazement.

The man’s face lit up, and his smile broadened.

After a moment's hesitation, he touched his nose and said, “Hello, I live downstairs.Have you noticed there's a leakage in your apartment? The water has been dripping into my room, ruining my sleep.” “What? A leakage? | don't think so.No one has used our bathroom tonight.” Natalie's gaze involuntarily flitted to the bathroom, and she instantly grew vigilant.

It looked like the man had just found an excuse to enter the house.

Natalie tried closing the door, but the man stepped his foot onto the threshold and held the door.He grinned at Natalie, revealing his cigarette-stained teeth.

“Are you sure there is no water leakage? My room is flooded because of you.Miss, do you mind if | go in and take a look at your

bathroom? If there is any leakage, | could fix the faucets for you.” Natalie tried her best to block the door.Her eyes turned cold, and she didn’t bother to remain polite.

“If you want to have a look, you can come tomorrow.My husband will be back home soon. If he sees you, it will definitely cause unnecessary misunderstanding.” “I'l just go in and see if there's any water leakage.It will only take a moment. There won't be any misunderstanding.Let me in.My room is flooded.Do you understand me? Or did you do it on purpose?” The man forcefully opened the door and peeked into the house. His eyes widened when his gaze fell on Natalie.She had a pretty face and big breasts.

“What are you doing? Believe it or not, I'll call the police right now!” Natalie bit her lip and exerted all her strength to close the door.

However, she was not strong enough. The man heaved the door open in one swift motion.

“Wow, your hand is so smooth.How old are you?” The man touched the back of Natalie's hand and shamelessly sniffed his

fingers.

“Are you going to leave or not?” Natalie began to panic as she couldn't drive him away.She wanted to close the door, but the man had already squeezed himself into the house.

Natalie was all alone, so she couldn't handle him.

Seeing that Natalie was anxious, the man lowered his voice.

“I know.I know.Don’t worry. I've met many of your peers. There're quite a lot of working girls in the neighborhood.” He smiled as if he had understood her concern.

“And the building in front of this one is full of girls who are mistresses of wealthy men.Quote your price.Let’s have a nice chat in your house!” “Are you insane? I'm married! When my husband comes back, he will definitely beat the hell out of you for harassing me.” Natalie's eyes turned red; she was seething with rage.She was unfortunate to encounter such a situation when Sebastian wasn't around.Her breathing faltered.

Natalie's thoughts flitted to the driver Lauren had hired before.

He had also looked at her with lustful eyes as if she were a cheap product he could buy with money.

“What's with that look on your face? Do you feel ashamed?” An obscene smile emerged on his face as he stared at Natalie.

The man liked Natalie's pristine, innocent look.His desire to sleep with her spiked up in an instant.

She was different from all the slutty women he had met before.

Unable to control himself anymore, the man pounced on her.

“Get out!” Natalie picked up a high-heeled shoe from the cabinet and flung it at him.

The man covered his face and shouted.

“Damn it! You bitch! How dare you hit me?” Natalie used his distraction to her advantage and ran into her bedroom.She locked the door, leaned back on it, and took deep breaths.

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Before she could react, the door vibrated with a loud thud, followed by a string of expletives.

“Open the door, you bitch! I'll teach you a lesson when | get in! How dare you hit me? I'll fucking Kill you!” Natalie's heart raced in her chest.She was so terrified that her body froze, and she didn’t

know what to do.

The man probably found that he couldn't open the door, so he began to pry the lock from outside.

Natalie began to tremble with fright.

The lock of the bedroom door was fragile, so she knew the man would break it open soon.

Natalie anxiously looked around for her phone and wanted to call Sebastian.

But, unfortunately, her phone was in the living room.She had rushed into the bedroom to save herself from the man, and it never crossed her mind to take the phone.

Natalie scanned the room to find something to protect herself.

Just then, her gaze fell on the lamp on the bedside table.

She quickly unplugged the chord, picked up the lamp, and hid beside the wardrobe.

The doorknob of the bedroom was frantically twisting, and the lock was about to fall.

Natalie clutched the lamp tightly and stared at the doorknob.

Sweat trickled down her back, making her thin shirt stick to her

skin.