Married To My Billionaire Stepbrother

Chapter 55

Chapter 55: Marking His Territory

’Burn it? Really? What on earth is he thinking?’

Natalie fumed, feeling both irritated and bewildered. She grabbed her phone, determined to call Justin and give him a piece of her mind. She was still reeling from the embarrassment of having to beg him to sleep in her bed, but now this—ordering her bed to be burned?

’Is my bed so lowly in his eyes that he couldn’t even spend one night on it?’ frustration bubbling inside her.

Just as she was about to dial Justin’s number, she paused, remembering that he hadn’t even bothered to reply to her message from earlier. ’Am I that insignificant to him, or is he looking down on me after reading my message?’

Annoyed, she decided to call Noah instead. The assistant picked up promptly, his voice professional. "Ms. Natalie..."

"Has your boss lost his mind? He’s replacing my bed and ordering people to burn it!" she snapped, her anger spilling over.

There was a pause on the other end, and then Noah, clearly startled, replied, "Ms. Natalie, those are Mr. Harper’s orders. We’re required to follow them."

"Tell him to stop being ridiculous!" Natalie growled.

"I’m sorry, Ms. Natalie, but you’ll need to speak with him directly. He should be arriving there shortly," Noah replied curtly, clearly not wanting to get further involved.

Natalie hung up the call angrily. ’That jerk! That bed was something I chose with so much love!’

She turned back to the workers, who had already dismantled everything and were preparing to carry the pieces outside. Her heart sank as she looked at the familiar pieces of furniture.

"Wait," she called out, her tone softening as she looked at the bed with longing. "Don’t burn it. You can take it with you and use it yourselves, but please don’t destroy it."

The delivery in-charge shook his head apologetically. "I’m sorry, Ms. Natalie, but we have to follow Mr. Aiden’s orders."

her beloved bed and replace it with the new one Justin had ordered. Everything was changed—mattress, bedsheets, pillows, blankets, and duvets. It was as if the room had undergone a complete transformation, leaving no

she sighed, her irritation bubbling just beneath the surface. ’Thank God he’s not my real husband. He’d

a new wave of determination surged within her. ’Let him come home, and I won’t show him any mercy. He thinks he

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at the thought of seeing Natalie’s fuming face. Noah had

plan or how was he going to enjoy his favourite past time of riling her

cheerful on the surface but with eyes that were practically shooting

only looks could

he thought, amused.

tone that was overly pleasant, though her eyes

door in his face. Seeing her suppress her anger with that forced smile only made the moment

he asked, his tone dripping

but concluded he was simply putting on a show

teeth, keeping the fake smile plastered on her face. "How could I not miss my handsome husband?" She took his bag and handed

whispered in her ear, "If you keep

pushed him away gently, her anger barely contained. "Go freshen up. I’m preparing dinner," she said, her eyes giving him a silent warning to keep his

back down, Justin smirked mischievously. "Want me

of the last time she asked him for help, and it ended up

take a look at the new bed you ordered... for us. Darling?" Natalie forced a smile as she glanced at her grandpa, who was happily chatting on his

she grabbed Justin’s hand under her grandpa’s scrutinising gaze and dragged him toward the bedroom. Once inside, she let go of his

talk," she

like his usual style, unaffected by her angry

the confident expression on his annoyingly handsome face, nearly

senses.’ She took a deep breath,

"It’s been less than twenty-four hours since I ordered and set up that brand new bed in my room, and

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