The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband novel Chapter 734

Chapter 734

Garrett growled, “You have no right to meddle in my personal life! It’s none of your damn business!”

As Garrett’s stubbornness persisted, Brandon’s eyes narrowed, and his voice took on a frosty edge. “I have no desire to intrude upon your private affairs, but Laney is a friend of Natalie’s. Natalie doesn’t want to see her hurt. Bide your time until Laney has fully recuperated, and then come clean with the truth yourself.”

“Brandon! Enough!” Garrett roared, his face beet-red with fury. “Our family matters are not your concern!”

Brandon scoffed dismissively, “If you truly value your relationship with Laney, then don’t let Kailee ensnare you in her web.”

“Shut up!”

Garrett’s visage reddened further, veins bulging in his clenched fists, as he lunged forward to seize Brandon by the collar, his voice a vehement snarl, no.vel.oz.com “Call off your henchmen! I don’t need you prying into my personal affairs!”

Brandon observed Garrett’s obstinate demeanor, and his fury surged like a tempestuous sea. With a swift motion, he threw a powerful punch that connected with Garrett’s face.

“Pull your head from the depths of denial and confront the truth!” Brandon roared, his patience hanging by a thread.

Blindsided by the unexpected assault, Garrett crumpled to the ground, a rivulet of blood oozing from the comer of his mouth.

With a determined stride, Brandon closed in and seized Garrett’s collar. His voice trembled with vexation, “Kailee is a venomous viper. She could strike at your wife and child without warning. If I were you, I’d have dealt with her ages ago!”

As the words tumbled from his lips, a realization seemed to dawn on Brandon. His gaze hardened, piercing Garrett’s very soul. “Have you genuinely fallen for that wretched woman?” he demanded, his tone austere.

“What the blazes are you blathering about?!” Garrett snarled, shoving Brandon away with vehemence before springing up and landing a punishing blow on him.

“If you’re not in love with her, why the cloak and dagger?!” Brandon retorted, returning the favor with an equally ferocious punch to Garrett’s face.

“Silence! You understand nothing!” Garrett roared, unleashing a flurry of pent-up anger and frustration as they traded blows.

Garrett had been living in a perpetual state of terror-fearing Kailee would send the incriminating photos to Laney, dreading that the last date with Kailee wouldn’t resolve the situation, and trembling at the thought of Laney leaving him with their child upon discovering the truth…

Unrestrained, Brandon’s assaults were devastatingly fierce.

The two men grappled on the rooftop, trading punch for punch in a whirlwind of violence.

By the time Natalie appeared, both men lay battered and broken, strewn upon the ground like discarded marionettes.

Listening to their accounts, Natalie heaved a weary sigh. “I merely hoped you two would resolve this peacefully. How did it devolve into this?”

Defensive about his dignity, Garrett insisted, “Your husband instigated it.”

Natalie arched an eyebrow and turned to Brandon. “Brawling is hardly your preferred means of communication,” she observed.

“This is the language of men,” Brandon replied, leveraging the railing to hoist himself up. Even with a bruised visage, he exuded an air of elegance.