Married To My Billionaire Stepbrother

Chapter 78: Desirable Man

Sephina stood fuming, her anger now directed at Albert. "Who is that man she married? How dare he insult us? And you, you support him?"

Albert remained quiet, choosing not to engage. "I need to sleep," he muttered, his mind already set on sneaking out later to visit Natalie instead of wasting energy arguing with his stubborn wife. He needed to save his strength.

"Always the same excuse when you want to avoid my questions," Sephina spat, frustrated by his silence.

Sephina turned to Jay. "What’s the name of her husband?"

Jay shrugged. "Mother, I don’t even remember. I didn’t bother looking at her marriage certificate."

"Aiden Handrix," Clara finally spoke up, breaking her silence. "I remember that name. It was on her marriage certificate, and I’ve seen his picture on it as well."

"Aiden Handrix?" Sephina repeated, her teeth gritted in anger. "Jay, I want you to find out everything about him. Where he comes from, what he does—everything."

"Did you see the clothes he was wearing, Mother?" Clara added. "They looked ordinary. What if he’s just faking that confidence to scare us? Poor people often know how to act well in front of the wealthy. If he were really someone important, we’d have heard of Aiden Handrix before."

Sephina stayed silent for a moment, her thoughts swirling. "We’ll know soon enough once we investigate."

But her senses were telling her that it was not an act the way Justin carried himself, that air of nobility—it was indeed inherent, making her wonder, what kind of a man her grand-daughter had even married.

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Natalie and Justin reached the hospital parking lot. Throughout the walk, Justin hadn’t let go of her hand, and Natalie didn’t have the heart to pull it back. His large palm wrapped around hers, radiating warmth and a sense of protection.

For the first time in her life, someone had held her hand with such care, and she found herself wishing she could hold onto that feeling a little longer.

letting go of her hand

retreating back, with a conflicted gaze with the new found feeling this man was igniting inside her. She looked

I wish he’d

"Natalie?"

and Ivan standing before her. She avoided Briena’s gaze but found herself looking at Ivan, who stared

this really the same Ivan I used to talk to when in Xyros? What changed him so much? Was I imagining it all—did he never really love me? What Justin said,

Ivan, Briena tightened her grip on his hand, her voice falsely

scanning the lot for Justin’s car. When she spotted it, she immediately turned

"Nat—" Briena started.

walking to the car and slipping

Briena sighed, her voice feigned

to protect a weak and innocent looking Briena, which he never get to do with Natalie, who never acted weak to give him such a chance.

wants to

had married, but seeing him drive such an ordinary car gave him a sense of superiority. There’s no way she could find anyone better than

he thought, feeling reassured.

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silently while blankly staring outside the car. Justin had seen the way Natalie was looking at Ivan.

him with your sister," Justin said, his voice firm as usual,

voice distant as she replied, "Better

one better than me you’ll ever find," he stated confidently, his eyes fixed on the

had been there for her every time she needed help. She

role as my husband well," she said after

I meant every word I