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?"

clothes," she shot back, using the smilar words he

choice of clothes for someone

space for him as she glanced at the sealed packs of his undergarments. "Your choice seems to be lacking as

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

Stop. I’m not interested," she

satisfy your curiosity,"

and stuffed them

to tease her,’ he thought, thoroughly enjoying how

him, her back resting against the wardrobe shelf. Shaking away any embarrassment, she folded her hands in front of her

didn’t you tell me beforehand that you were coming? And why would my grandpa call you instead

pockets, his tone sarcastic, "Someone seems to have switched off their phone and enjoyed cutting off from the

the bedroom and checked her cell phone—it was turned off. She remembered now; after her grandmother’s call, she had turned it off to enjoy some peace and quiet but had forgotten to turn it back on. It all made sense now. Unable to reach her, her grandpa must have called Justin and insisted he come check on her. Justin

home, I couldn’t 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

him that he said he don’t dare approach you without your permission?" Justin remarked, a hint of amusement in his voice, while his mind had something else going on in it, ’I could

her unless necessary. She sighed, "Since when are your men obedient to me? Would he listen if I asked him

countered smoothly. "And instead of complaining, maybe someone

a point. "Thank you," she said, her tone more

"No problem."

the tension between them seemed to dissipate, and Natalie felt a sense of relief, thinking they might finally be able to