Married To My Billionaire Stepbrother

Chapter 72: Is Your Husband Incapable?

"Let me help you with something," Julia offered gently.

Natalie turned, surprised. She knew a woman of Julia’s status likely never stepped foot in a kitchen, and she didn’t want to trouble her.

"Old Miss, I can handle it. Don’t worry."

"Old Miss?" Julia frowned, feigning disappointment. "I was hoping to hear ’Grandma.’ And yes, I’m old, but I can still work."

Natalie smiled awkwardly. "Ah, Grandma, I can do it alone, but if you really want to help, you can peel these carrots." She handed Julia the easiest task she could think of.

Julia accepted the task and quietly watched Natalie move effortlessly around the kitchen. "Seeing how skilled you are in the kitchen, reminds me of my grandson. He’s an excellent cook too."

Of course, I know, Natalie thought wryly. He was flaunting his skills in front of my grandpa this morning. Annoying as he is, your grandson does have some talent. If only he were a little less overbearing.

Just then, Julia asked another question. "What kind of person is your husband? I was hoping to meet him."

If you meet him, Grandma, I’m sure you’d have a heart attack, Natalie thought, but instead she responded with, "He’s a good man."

"Of course you think he’s good, that’s why you married him. But tell me more about him," Julia pressed, continuing to peel the carrots.

He’s a narcissistic, foul-mouthed, unreasonable, domineering rich jerk, Natalie thought, but what she said was, "He’s good-looking, hardworking, caring, and sweet, Grandma."

does he do for work?"

always trying his hand at different businesses,"

not a settled man," Julia frowned, her thoughts filled with concern. My granddaughter deserves someone successful, the best man in the world. But it’s my fault for not bringing her home sooner. Now she’s

her throat awkwardly, Julia said, "Natalie, I know your marriage wasn’t something you expected, given the circumstances. So, my advice is this: observe your husband for

trying to make sense of

are young blood and sharing the same room and then...you might not be able to hold bacl. After all, you are married. But be patient and if you feel you can’t be with him, then just divorce him. I promise you

to divorce so she can marry me off to

to a man, but men... they’re not the same. That being said, how are things between you and your husband? You two

was implying. She was baffled by how openly this woman was talking about such personal matters, especially

your grandson, old lady, but trust me, we do nothing at all. So don’t worry about my chastity. Neither of us is interested in each

Julia was still waiting for

awkwardly, trying to find a way to respond without making

know, done it yet?" Julia asked bluntly. "I mean, I know it wasn’t

what? Natalie felt like getting this woman out

nodded to herself. "By the look on your face, I can tell you two

"Grandma..."

a reassuring smile. "We’re both women. So, tell me—is he not interested, or not capable enough to do it, or are

pair of grandma and grandson doesn’t deserve to use their rights to speak. One infuriated me

Natalie’s silence as her