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."

what does he do for work?" Julia asked, worried for her granddaughters

trying his hand at different businesses," Natalie

man," Julia frowned, her thoughts filled with concern. My granddaughter deserves someone successful, the best man in the world.

observe your husband for a while before deciding

in surprise, trying to make sense of where she was going

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

push me to divorce so she can

on. "We women get emotionally attached when we give ourselves to a man, but men... they’re not the same. That being said, how are things

She was baffled by how openly this woman was talking about such personal matters, especially since they

sleep with your grandson, old lady, but trust me, we do nothing at all. So don’t worry

still waiting for an

her throat awkwardly, trying to find a way to respond without

done it yet?" Julia asked bluntly. "I mean, I know it

what? Natalie felt like getting this

to herself. "By the

"Grandma..."

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

speechless. ’Can I just tape her mouth? This pair of grandma and grandson doesn’t deserve to use their rights to speak. One infuriated me a while

again, taking Natalie’s silence as