Married To My Billionaire Stepbrother

Chapter 19: Annoying Men In Her Life

On the way back from the hospital, while driving her car, Natalie wondered what she was going to tell her grandpa about her husband once he woke up. Unlike others, would he even believe her?

Having something in her mind, she parked the car on one side of the road and picked up her cellphone.

"It seems like this is the only way to find that Aiden Handrix." Her hand gripped her phone before reluctantly deciding to dial that particular number which she never wished to dial.

The call was answered after just a few rings, and a familiar, flirtatious voice greeted her. "My little sweet, I knew you wouldn’t be able to stay away from me for long."

Natalie’s brows furrowed in annoyance. "I called because I need your help."

The man on the other end chuckled. "Good to see how much you still miss me, my little sweet."

"Cut the crap and tell me if you’re going to help me or not," she snapped, her voice growing more irritated by the second.

"This is not how you talk to the man you love."

"When will you stop being delusional?" she shot back.

"I’ll stop when you finally return to me." His tone turned serious from the flirty one. "The three-year timeline I gave you will be up in a year. Considering how your so-called love story with your first love ended, I’m confident it won’t be long before you crawl back to me before I even drag you back myself."

"Are you keeping tabs on me?" she demanded, her voice rising in anger. "We agreed you would let me go and stop watching my every move."

you’ve caused—I couldn’t ignore it even if I wanted to," he countered smoothly. "And I must say, it was a clever trick to get rid of that mongrel by telling him you were already married. That fool was never

was indeed married and someone else had tricked her. She could feel another headache coming her way and could imagine him coming to her and dragging her back to

praised you. Why so silent, my little sweet?" His voice jolted

you help me or not?" she asked,

on the other end

to find

voice grew serious once more, "if he is another of your childhood love,

regretted contacting this man. If he knew they were talking about her husband, she was sure, she would turn widow even before she

someone I need to find," she replied curtly. "If you

he relented, his voice softening. "Just because it’s you, my love, I’ll do it. But do you have any more information? A picture,

to give it. What if sooner or later Justin’s face was plastered everywhere as

picture. Just the name,"

that name? Do you think I’ve

should be in his mid to late twenties. Dark hair and eyes, has a small mole on the left side of

picture, how do you know he’s handsome?" His tone showed he was

for him. If you can’t, then forget it." With that, she hung up and immediately turned off her phone, unwilling to receive any

empty—Mia was out, busy with work. Left to her own thoughts, she turned on her cell phone only to receive an email from the familiar business email id. Before she could open

clenched her teeth—another annoying man in her life. She answered the call, snapping, "Can you give me a minute