Married To My Billionaire Stepbrother

Chapter 31: Intimately Close

The doctor then moved to check her ankle, concern evident in his expression. "It’s badly swollen," he commented, looking at Justin. "We’ll need to take an X-ray to ensure there’s nothing more serious."

Justin offered a nod as the doctor and nurse left the room. Natalie, still processing everything, asked, "It must be my sister, isn’t it?"

Justin hummed in agreement. " Those were her fans. According to a statement given to the police, they were angry at you for hurting their idol. Rest of it you can imagine yourself if they did it on their own or were instigated."

"Hmm, they must be minors too, thinking they can get away with it without any real punishment," Natalie speculated.

"But we filed a report claiming they had the intent to murder, so they won’t escape on the excuse of being just ’crazy fans,’" Justin informed her.

"Good," she replied, meeting his eyes with a knowing look. "You’re intentionally making me stay here, aren’t you?"

"If they’ve gone to such lengths to harm you, you’d better not disappoint them," Justin remarked, his eyes revealing that he had a plan.

Natalie’s thoughts shifted, and she asked, "The video I received about the incident in the hospital with my sister—did you send it?"

He shook his head. "Noah did."

It wasn’t much different. Noah only acted

of

doctor’s instructions and rest," he instructed, ready to

the room, Natalie’s thoughts lingered on him. ’Why is he so invested in helping me?Is it just about finding

Natalie preferred to rest. Late in the night, she stirred up in her sleep, only to

with his back resting on the backrest and head tilted a little up at the back support. Sleeping in such an uncomfortable

he back? To keep me

for her in this lonely hospital room, unlike her experiences in the

hospitalised for the days. Young Natalie would wake up in the middle of the night, scared and utterly alone, with

hated to be in the hospital. If not for visiting her

who had dozed off on the couch, she felt gratitude mixed with something unfamiliar. It’s cold these days. I should

and quietly slipped out of bed, mindful not to put too much weight on her injured foot. She moved slowly, making sure not

steps, she limped slightly as she crossed the short distance to the couch. ’Just a few

Justin and unfolded the sheet in her hand. ’He seems to be

was about to cover him, she found herself unable to look away from his face. Even in sleep, the aura of nobility and strength that surrounded him didn’t diminish. His features were softened by the peace of slumber, a stark contrast to the cold and unapproachable

the night lamp cast a warm light on his handsome features, highlighting his sharp features,