The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband novel Chapter 794

Chapter 794

Garrett’s tone took on a plaintive quality as he lamented to Natalie, “It’s all because you found Laney such an exceptional assistant. It’s made winning back my wife even more challenging.”

“Ian? How has he stopped you from pursuing your wife?”

Garrett scoffed, explaining, “Did you know he’s the one who sent the divorce papers and wedding ring? Now he’s living with Laney, by her side day and night. My wife and daughter will soon be his!” Unable to suppress a chuckle at his complaints, Natalie retorted, “It’s your own doing. You angered Laney. Now, you’d better muster your strength and courage to win her back!”

Realizing that complaining was futile, Garrett forced a bitter smile. “You’re right. I’ll do whatever it takes to win Laney back.” He returned to his new home, disheartened, his mind consumed by worry and anxiety about him and Laney”s future. Unbeknownst to him, Natalie was smirking on the other end upon hanging up. “You used to fool around with women. You’re getting what you deserve.”

Curious, Brandon leaned in and inquired, “What did Garrett say?” With a grin,

Natalie recounted, “He didn’t appreciate Laney before. Now he’s chasing his wife in another city, and lan is thwarting his efforts. Winning her back won’t be easy for Garrett. In my opinion, it’s payback for his past philandering!”

Hearing Natalie’s dissatisfaction with Garrett’s former behavior, Brandon couldn’t help but feel fortunate. He’d always been a man of integrity, adhering to moral codes and avoiding female friendships. He’d never make such a foolish mistake.

Eager to steer the conversation elsewhere, Brandon suggested, “Shall we try on our outfits for Mr. Nixon’s art exhibition in a few days and make sure they fit?”

After a moment’s thought, Natalie nodded in agreement. “Okay. The ensembles we’ll be wearing were designed by myself. We can’t afford any mishaps.”

Brandon interjected, “Exactly. Our outfits must make a statement at the event. Not only will we advertise for the studio, but we might also receive instructions from Mr. Nixon.” As planned, Brandon successfully diverted Natalie’s focus, and she ushered him to try on her creation.

Standing before the mirror, Brandon donned the outfit designed by Natalie, his satisfaction evident. “Darling, your design skills have improved once more. This ensemble surpasses any of my expensive garments.”

Natalie scrutinized him from collar to cuffs, meticulously inspecting every detail. Once satisfied, she grinned, teasing, “It’s your good looks and physique that make this outfit truly shine.” “I’m flattered,” Brandon quipped, admiring her in return. “Your dress is equally stunning. We make a perfect pair in these outfits. Anyone can see the designer’s talent.”

“Truly?” Natalie’s face lit up. “Do you genuinely believe that?” Having experienced the upper echelons of society, Brandon had worn his fair share of high-end custom clothing. Though not a professional designer, his aesthetic standards far exceeded those of the average person.

Natalie was elated to receive his endorsement.

With a solemn nod, he affirmed, “It’s genuinely beautiful.” Overjoyed, Natalie hugged Brandon tightly, affectionately nuzzling his chest. “Thank you, Brandon. Your affirmation gives me greater confidence.”

His heart swelling, Brandon tenderly caressed her head, declaring, “Honey, you’re extraordinary.”

The day of Nelson’s art exhibition finally arrived. Upon entering the venue, Natalie and Brandon instantly captivated the room with their undeniable allure.

Every gaze in the room was drawn to them, their magnetic presence leaving the crowd awestruck.

“Who are those two models? Not only are they striking, but their outfits are stunning as well!” exclaimed one onlooker.

“This design is so refreshing. It’s minimalist yet captivating. I wonder which major brand it’s from,” another whispered in admiration.