Married To My Billionaire Stepbrother

Chapter 126: Praise And Reward From A Husband

Justin adjusted the blanket over Julia and walked out of the room with Natalie, closing the door softly behind him.

"Are you alright?" he asked her.

"Hmm," she nodded, but he was already holding her hand, inspecting the small cuts on the back of her palm—likely caused when they shattered the car’s glass. "Doesn’t look like it to me."

"It’s nothing," Natalie tried to pull her hand away, but Justin held it firmly, his gaze turning serious. She stayed silent as he guided her to the master bedroom. He made her sit on the bed, then went to the chest of drawers and pulled out a first aid kit.

"How did that end up here..."

"I brought it, knowing you have a knack of getting hurt all the time," he replied, settling on the bed beside her.

He opened the kit and gestured for her hand. Although displeased by his words, she complied. Justin carefully began disinfecting the tiny scratches, expecting her to flinch at the sting, but Natalie remained calm, as if she felt nothing at all.

"Most people would react to that sting," he commented.

"I’ve been taking care of my own wounds since I was a kid," she answered quietly.

Justin looked at her, but there was no feeling of hurt in her eyes, as if she was used to the loneliness she had been feeling since young.

He knew that feeling well, as he had been nothing but lonely all his life and had been haunted by some strange nightmares.

"Was it bearable? The loneliness?" he asked, focusing on applying ointment to each scratch gently and carefully.

"You get used to it over the time....that..." she trailed off.

"...now it feels strange to have people around," he finished what she couldn’t put into words.

Natalie could only nod silently, but he spoke again. "I know that feeling all too well."

were lonely, too? But you have such a good grandmother—and maybe

own different struggles,"

might have been the first time they were discussing

"Now you have me.

him that he wasn’t her real husband and that this would all end eventually, but she couldn’t bring herself to say

to the police station to file

he interrupted her firmly, his gaze reassuring. "I have more reliable ways of handling

but she couldn’t help asking, "After we

replied coldly, his gaze and

need to know

it,"

added, "Are you hurt

Natalie shook her head.

is your praise

"Huh?"

the first aid box back in its place, and said, "I watched the video of what you did. You told your ex that your husband would praise you

embarrassed. In that situation, those words had come out as her natural

me. I’m surprised to see how well you know me in such a short time,"

she stammered,

deal with nasty people. If you’d come back without a proper retort,

instructed by a strict teacher—praise mixed with a hint of threat. She wondered what kind of man he really was.

him, Justin smirked and leaned down, his face drawing closer to hers. Startled, Natalie instinctively

Justin didn’t budge. He held her gaze with an unwavering intensity. "So, my wife, what do you want as a reward from

she wanted to scream, but she was the one who had called him that in front of Ivan. "Nothing. I didn’t do it for any reward.

pair of warm lips brushed gently against her forehead, freezing her in place. The rest of

her shocked eyes. "For now, this reward