Married To My Billionaire Stepbrother

Chapter 42: Undergarments

Natalie awkwardly cleared her throat, trying to regain her composure. "These are just clothes. We’re adults; no need to feel shy about it. Don’t we all watch ads on TV?"

"True," he remarked coolly, seemingly challenging her to follow through.

Determined to push past her embarrassment, she reached for the items, but Justin’s hands moved faster. "I don’t like when someone else touches my private clothes," with that, he moved to place them in the drawer of the wardrobe.

She felt a surge of irritation. Was he seriously acting like she was eager to handle his clothes? This jerk!

But when Justin’s hand reached for the drawer, a flash of panic shot through Natalie. She darted in front of him, blocking his access to the drawer.

He raised a brow, only to hear her say, "Wait! I need to empty it first."

Justin stepped back, amused, as he watched her quickly turn around and start pulling out the contents of the drawer. She tried to do it as discreetly as possible, hastily shifting her belongings to the next drawer on her side of the wardrobe.

But in her rush, one of her bras slipped from her hand and fell to the floor, landing in full view of the very man she had been trying so hard to keep it from.

Natalie froze, mortified, as Justin’s eyes inevitably fell on the item.

Her gaze met Justin’s, who offered her a look that was both bored and amused.

"Can’t you look away?" she frowned, quickly picking up her bra.

"Didn’t someone just say we’re adults and that we even watch ads on TV?"

like it when someone looks at my private clothes," she shot back, using

someone to even want to look

is he insulting my clothes?’ she bite back her retort and hastily stuffed her lingerie into the drawer, making space for him as she glanced at the sealed packs

in his hands. "They’re packed. Maybe if you took a closer look, you’d change your opinion," he said, beginning

not interested," she protested, trying

satisfy your curiosity," he continued to unseal

in undergarments and stuffed them into his drawer. Her hands were trembling as

to tease her,’ he thought, thoroughly enjoying how

she folded her hands in front of her chest like a boss, as if ready to confront the man in

were coming? And why would my grandpa call you instead of me? Even if he did, why didn’t you

remained unfazed, his hands casually tucked into his pockets, his tone sarcastic, "Someone seems to have switched off their phone and enjoyed cutting off from the world, leaving a poor old man

it off to enjoy some peace and quiet

tell him I didn’t know where my wife lives. That would have been truly embarrassing for me even

up at my door like this," she snapped, glaring at him for arriving at

a hint of amusement in his voice, while his mind had something

to show up in front of her unless necessary. She sighed, "Since when are your men obedient to me? Would he listen if I

isn’t disturbing you," Justin countered smoothly. "And instead of complaining, maybe someone should learn to show some gratitude. I had

had a point. "Thank you," she

"No problem."

to dissipate, and Natalie felt a sense of relief, thinking they