Married To My Billionaire Stepbrother

Chapter 110: Time To Sleep With Your Good Husband, Mrs Handrix

Suppressing her anger, Briena returned to the waiting room with the water bottle in her hand which she offered to her grandmother.

Sephina accepted it while Clara spoke, "Though younger than her, Briena is being responsible," she said pointedly, casting a disdainful glance at Natalie. "Look at her. Just busy sleeping away."

Sephina frowned, her gaze shifting to Natalie. "I’d rather die than accept water from her."

At that moment, Natalie stirred awake, blinking sleepily as she rubbed her eyes. She looked around and noticed the empty seat beside her. Glancing down, she found herself covered with Justin’s jacket.

She gently picked it up, folding it neatly, her fingers lingering on the familiar fabric. The scent of him enveloped her, giving her a small sense of comfort.

Where did he go?

"Looking for your husband?" Briena sneered.

All the insults she had endured from Justin were boiling inside her, and she was desperate to take it out on Natalie.

But Natalie ignored her, continuing to fold Justin’s jacket with care. Her mind was only on the surgery and the doctor’s updates.

Seeing Natalie’s indifference only fuelled Briena’s rage. "You don’t seem surprised that he’s not here," she hissed. "You must be used to his profession. Maybe you know he’s off warming up some other rich woman’s bed. I saw him leaving the hospital earlier, probably—"

"I wouldn’t be surprised to know you ran after him yourself, trying to convince him to be your gigolo," Natalie interrupted coolly, her demeanour calm and composed.

Briena’s mouth fell open, stunned by the sharp retort. Did he already tell her? But she was sleeping!

"After all, you’ve always been desperate to take what belongs to me, whether it’s a thing or a man," Natalie added softly, her eyes never wavering from Briena’s.

"Shut up!" Briena exploded, her face flushed with humiliation and fury. "I love Ivan!"

"Sure," Natalie replied and kept quiet, despite having so much to say.

went on insulting Justin, Natalie found it difficult to hold back. Husband or not, she surely couldn’t let anyone insult Justin when he was nothing but

the humiliating truth—that she had propositioned Justin to be her gigolo—to come

by Natalie’s side. Briena didn’t dare look at

him his jacket, still neatly folded

It’ll

all along she had been so

arrived the waiting room. Everyone immediately stood up, the sudden movement making Natalie lose her balance as a cramp shot through her leg from sitting for so

was the surgery?" Sephina

and there’s nothing to be concerned about," the doctor replied reassuringly. "We’ve placed Mr. Ford in the ICU for observation, and he’ll be moved to his room tomorrow morning. Until then, no visitors are allowed. It would be best if all of you went home and got some rest." He offered the advice kindly, more like a friend than a doctor, before nodding and taking his

to the group. "You should all return home. I’ll

instead," Jay interjected quickly. "You

Sephina insisted stubbornly, but Briena chimed

been so stressed lately. You really should rest. I’ll stay here and keep an

their conversation didn’t involve Natalie as a family

walk like this—just sit here," Justin instructed gently, guiding Natalie to sit back

want to stay here," she

He hummed.

Sephina’s angry voice rang out. "You’re not allowed to stay here. You’re not part

Natalie held his hand to stop him. He looked at

in front of her on one knee, his expression serious. "Your legs need a little massage so you can

dare stop him and watched him massaging

ignorance, Sephina fumed but Clara

Why don’t we all go home and rest? Briena

here with that wretch," Sephina

for any unfortunate incident calling her a bad omen. Then this time, it

go of her leg and took her other leg in