Married To My Billionaire Stepbrother

Chapter 112: You Are Stuck With Me Forever

At the crack of dawn, Natalie stirred awake, feeling anxious that it was already morning. Panic set in—she was late to see her grandpa, and she feared he had been taken away from her.

Justin, who was still holding her, sensed her movements and pulled her closer. "It’s not morning yet. Sleep!"

Natalie snuggled against him and drifted back to sleep.

When she finally woke up, she found herself alone in bed. Seeing the bright sunlight outside the window, she immediately jumped out, her thoughts racing to her grandpa.

Just then, Justin stepped out of the bathroom and noticed her panic. "He hasn’t been moved from the ICU yet. It’ll take another hour," Justin informed her before she could dash out of the room.

Natalie stopped at the door and turned to look at him. He was ready in new sets of clothes, looking all fresh and ready.

"You’d better freshen up before going out. The way you look right now might shock the weak-hearted people in the hospital. And don’t let your grandpa see you like this, or he’ll think I, you husband, bullied you the entire night."

Surprised by his comment, Natalie glanced at her reflection in the glass of the painting hanging next to the door. Though not a mirror, it gave her a clear hint of her current appearance.

Her hair was a tangled mess, as if a storm had passed through it. Her eyes were red and swollen, with faint shadows under them, and her face looked pale. She was no less than a ghost straight out of a horror movie.

"The bathroom is over here."

Justin’s words snapped her out of her shock. She avoided looking at him and hurried to the bathroom, passing by him as if he weren’t there.

Justin chuckled at her embarrassed state. "Don’t worry. Even if you look like a ghost, you make the prettiest one."

The bathroom door closed, and Natalie stared at herself in the mirror. He’s right. I might actually scare people away. I don’t want Grandpa to have another attack.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

"What?" she asked.

"There are clothes and some essentials for you. You might want to take them unless you prefer changing in front of me," she heard him say.

He’s really enjoying this, she thought with a frown and walked over to the door. Opening it slightly, she only put her hand out. "Give it to me."

Justin handed her the bag, and she quickly closed the door again. Inside the bag were not just clothes but also daily necessities. After a quick shower, she pulled out the dress from the bag.

"Hmm?"

usually wore business formal clothing, which mostly included a top, trousers, and sometimes a jacket. But what she had here was an off-white, knee-length one-piece made

it fit her. How does he know my size? She looked at herself in the

of the bathroom, fully dressed and no longer looking like a ghost but like a rich noble lady, she caught Justin’s attention. He was on the phone, but his gaze was locked on her, and for a moment, he seemed to forget what he was saying on

way. The color made her skin glow even more, and her slender legs, visible below her knees, looked

gulped at the thought of

preferred. But at the same time he felt relived that she didn’t fancy dressing up and won’t catch other men’s attention, or he might go end up developing a new hobby of pulling out a pair of eyes out of

him, feeling wary, and

and hung up the call without finishing

going to see Grandpa," she

Mr. Ford to his room," Justin said

"I’m not really hungry."

you’ll need energy to deal with your family members later," Justin said, settling into a chair. "I’m just worried that with the empty stomach you might go berserk and end

frowned at his comment but went to the breakfast table anyway. She looked at the spread and could tell it had been specially prepared, not just some random takeout order. This man... he cares but has unique ways of showing it.Murder? They aren’t worth

the way, what did you say to Grandpa to convince him to go

Aiden Hendrix is my other identity,"

eyes widened, anger flaring in them. "Are you crazy? He could tolerate being

to get him to agree to the

gritted her teeth. "I thought you would solve

"There won’t be any other

asked, an uneasy

don’t have to worry. Just know that I’m Aiden Hendrix, and you’re going to stick

you mean?" she demanded, suspicion

Mr. Ford has been transferred to his

man... he

smirked playfully and followed

there, waiting to visit Albert once he was comfortably settled

the change in Natalie—the way

version of Natalie exuded the same

glares, while Jay was lost staring at her, as if

same—beautiful and confident, attracting the attention of every man in the room. Back then, he felt

and sneered, "Still reminiscing about the woman who

his gaze, but defended himself, "She’s my