The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband novel Chapter 399

Natalie trembled, desperately clinging to the French window frame, hoping Charis wouldn’t push her. In that critical moment, the office door swung open abruptly, and Brandon entered, holding a document in his hand.

As he stepped into Charis’s office, something seemed off. Suddenly, a bloodcurdling scream pierced the air, causing Brandon to snap his head up. His eyes widened in horror as he saw Charis gripping Natalie’s head, dangerously close to the broken window.

“Charis! What the hell are you doing?!” Brandon froze, unable to comprehend the scene before him.

With a deranged look in her eyes, Charis shouted, “Don’t come any closer! If you take one more step, I’ll push her!”

Fear gripped Brandon, draining the color from his face. He never imagined such a horrifying scenario when Charis asked him to discuss work in her office.

Charis’s forehead veins bulged with anger as she continued, “Are you hurt yet, Brandon? I brought you here so you could witness Natalie’s death firsthand!”

She raised her head and let out a hysterical laugh, her disfigured face resembling a monstrous creature. Brandon was overwhelmed by shock and confusion.

“Why are you doing this? The psychologist said you had recovered,” Brandon pleaded, trying to make sense of the situation.

Charis laughed again, her voice filled with bitterness. “Recovered? Brandon, do you think life is that simple? I don’t care anymore! That fire turned me into a monster inside and out! My life is ruined, while you’re still happily with Natalie! It’s driving me insane!”

Her roar echoed like that of a wounded beast. The scars from the fire had left an indelible mark on her face and heart, making her feel unbearably ugly.

In that moment, Brandon understood. Charis had never truly recovered. She had deceived everyone, including her doctor, into believing she had healed. In reality, her madness had festered and grown to unprecedented heights.

“Did you come back just to hurt Natalie?” Brandon’s eyes darkened with anger.

“Exactly. I waited for the perfect moment when you let your guard down, so I could return to the Larson Group. I planned everything meticulously to ensure you witnessed Natalie’s death!” Charis’s bloodshot eyes widened as she burst into maniacal laughter.

Brandon knew he couldn’t act rashly. Natalie stood precariously close to the window’s edge, held only by Charis. Calling the police or seeking help would only provoke Charis further. He was trapped between a rock and a hard place.

What should he do? Regret flooded his being like never before. It was his decision to bring Charis back to work, putting Natalie in danger. He gritted his teeth, wishing it were him that Charis wanted to kill.

Attempting to remain calm, Brandon discreetly covered his phone with the document in his hand and dialed Garrett’s number while Charis was distracted. He needed to buy more time. Desperately, he tried to negotiate.

“If you release her unharmed, I’ll pretend this never happened. I promise to let it go, okay?”

Charis threw her head back, laughing even harder. “Brandon, are you seriously trying to negotiate with me now? Do you think I want to live after this? I’m ready to go down with her! I’ll take the woman you love and ensure you live the rest of your life in pain and regret!”

Brandon was perplexed by Charis’s intense hatred for Natalie. He couldn’t comprehend why she despised her so much. Charis detested Natalie to the point of contemplating suicide just to eliminate her.