The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband novel Chapter 411

“I thought you were going to cook for me,” Brandon grumbled, pursing his lips, feeling somewhat deceived.

“I’m still a bit scared to be alone after watching that horror movie!” Natalie pouted, clinging to his arm like a spoiled child.

Brandon relented, boiling water for the pasta, cutting the tomatoes, and preparing the sauce. Before he realized it, the entire meal was cooked, and he found himself plating the spaghetti. Why was he so compliant? Perhaps it was because Natalie had been exceptionally affectionate and adorable today. And he found himself enjoying it.

After finishing their meal, Natalie headed to the kitchen to wash the dishes. Brandon followed her, puzzled by her actions.

Brandon: “What’re you doing? Just put them in the dishwasher.”

Natalie continued washing the dishes while explaining her reasoning.

Natalie: “You don’t remember, do you? Back then, we didn’t have a dishwasher, so we used to divide the work. One person cooked while the other washed the dishes. Since you cooked dinner for us, it’s only fair that I wash the dishes.”

Once she finished cleaning the dishes, Natalie dried them and placed them in the cupboard. When she turned around, she noticed Brandon silently staring at her. It was then that Natalie realized she had said something wrong.

Brandon: “Do you miss the old days?”

Natalie tried to laugh it off, but her eyes betrayed her true emotions, revealing her sadness.

Natalie: “You’re right in front of me. Why would I miss the old days?”

Smiling sadly, Brandon approached her and rested his head on her shoulder.

Brandon: “I’m sorry. I can tell that you were happier with the old me. I can’t seem to make you as happy these days.”

Natalie listened attentively, appreciating Brandon’s ability to express his feelings openly. Despite the seriousness of the situation, she restrained herself from laughing. When did he become this adorable? It felt strange yet endearing.

Brandon playfully pecked her neck and asked, “So, what horror movie were you watching earlier?”

Natalie’s smile froze, caught off guard by the question.

Natalie: “Oh, well… It was… um… ‘Mary Shaw.’”

Brandon suggested they watch it together, pulling her towards the living room. He turned on the TV and started playing the movie, casually unbuttoning two shirt buttons. Seeing Natalie still standing, he patted the spot next to him.

Brandon: “You won’t feel scared now that I’m here with you.”