Married To My Billionaire Stepbrother

Chapter 120: Shocked Julia

The next morning Natalie woke up, she was alone in the bed. She realized she had slept for quite a long time.

’That man seemed to have magic or something to put me to sleep like this. Sleeping next to him is ... .wait...grandma..." she sprang out of the bed and the room, only to hear Julia talking to Justin.

"....after so long I am fortunate to eat the breakfast you made."

Natalie stood there, shocked. She was supposed to wake up early and sneak back to her own room, but she had continued to sleep in the guest room. Now, Julia must know she was sleeping with Justin. Her entire self felt guilty and embarrassed and she wished to bury herself somewhere.

Justin, who was setting the breakfast table, noticed her standing by the doorway. "Good morning, Natalie."

She could only stare at him, her eyes silently blaming him. Why didn’t he wake me up earlier? How am I going to explain this to Grandma? And why did he look so calm, as if nothing was wrong?

"Natalie," Julia called out, smiling warmly at her. "Did you sleep well?"

Natalie nodded hesitantly, unsure how to handle the situation. What can I even say? That your precious grandson, who’s been helping me with my Grandpa, is now being used as my personal comfort pillow so I can sleep better?

"Justin told me you’re not used to sharing your bed, so he let you sleep in the guest room while he slept on the sofa out here," Julia explained, her expression turning sympathetic. "You should have told me earlier, dear. I didn’t mean to be an inconvenience to you."

Natalie glanced at the long sofa and noticed a pillow and folded sheets placed neatly on one side. She understood—Justin had set up everything to make it look like he had slept there. She let out a sigh of relief.

"I’m sorry, Grandma. But it’s alright. Tonight, I’ll sleep with you," she offered sincerely.

"I’m afraid I can’t trouble you any longer," Julia said with a gentle smile. "I’ve decided to return home to the Imperial City."

"Are you leaving already?" Natalie asked, moving over to the sofa to sit beside her.

"Yes, but before that, I’ll stay at Andrew’s place since he insists. After that, I’ll leave for the Imperial City. My son, James, needs some attention from his mother as well. That brat is just like Justin—stubborn and always worrying me. But don’t worry, I’ll trouble you with something before I go."

"What is it, Grandma?" Natalie asked softly.

Justin glanced at the two of them. He liked that Natalie was always respectful and caring towards elders. Julia was important to him, and he wanted everyone around her to treat her well.

"I want you to come shopping with me. Will you?" Julia asked.

Just let me know

afternoon. Will you

"It’s fine for me."

"Good."

they heard

be back in a moment," she said before heading to

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early since Justin needed to drop her off at

her office, where someone was already waiting for her—Victor

a paperweight back and forth on the table. His manager stood beside

stopped rolling

presence and calmly sat

at noon, considering how things were going with your husband," Victor remarked with a playful smirk. "Seems like you didn’t let him eat you entirely. You

glaring at him as she pulled a file from

he can’t do a good job, I’m always available," he teased,

word,

a smirk. "Why don’t you smack yourself on me

him and tossed the file onto the table in front of him. "This

picked up the file and began reading through it

perfume line being launched by a startup cosmetics company. It’s their first time venturing into fragrances,"

some small, no-name company?"

should remember the contract you signed. You agreed to accept every project assigned by this company. The right to select or decline

back lazily, a playful smile on his lips. "Ron, check what the penalty is. I’m sure there’s nothing I

really want to go down this road just as we’re

you know that," Victor replied, his tone turning mockingly serious. "But if you want things to

helplessly and then spoke, "I’m the one who created that

no need

used to Victor’s mood swings and

her eyes. "You’re