Married To My Billionaire Stepbrother

Chapter 166

Chapter 166: Confession

Natalie headed to the kitchen to grab the water jug for the bedroom, but—

"What... who cleaned it?" she exclaimed, surprised by the sight of the spotless kitchen. It looked as if it had never seen a mess before. She clearly remembered the chaos she had left behind while cooking—the splattered soup and cluttered counters. Now, there wasn’t a single trace of it.

Justin stood beside her, humming in approval as he observed the pristine kitchen.

She turned to him. "Did you send someone to clean this?"

"Ryan was enough," Justin replied coolly, already heading toward the bedroom.

Natalie glanced around in disbelief, noting even the trash had been emptied and everything was neatly arranged. She picked up the already-filled water jug and followed him while thinking.

"Ryan? How could you ask your bodyguard—one trained like him—to do chores like this?" she asked, unable to picture the towering, broad-shouldered man meticulously scrubbing her kitchen.

Justin gave a nonchalant shrug as he entered the bedroom. "If I, the richest and most powerful man in the country, can do it, why can’t he?"

Natalie was reminded of the time Justin had cleaned her kitchen himself—and to her surprise, he’d done a flawless job. She would have given him a 10/10.

Setting the water jug on the table, she said, "Well, don’t do that again. I’d feel bad letting someone like you handle things like that."

even handle the matters outside?" Justin replied casually, as if it were the most natural thing in the world. "Besides, if

silent, her gaze dropping as she avoided

she mumbled, heading toward her side of

hand, gently stopping

she replied, "It’s

insisted,

her to sit at the edge of the bed. He took a step back, leaning casually

in the kitchen?" he asked bluntly. Playing with words and

steady herself, her gaze lowered. "I think...

"Hmm?"

After everything that had happened between them last night, followed by another intimate moment in the kitchen, asking for space felt

to my grandpa, but despite that I accept your presence around, even sharing a bed with you. But at the same time, we both know this isn’t real. It won’t last. Once we find Aiden Handrix—my husband, your lookalike—you’ll go back to your world, and I’ll return to mine. There’s no

Justin studied her face, watching every flicker of emotion. His unwavering

didn’t respond, her nerves tightened, and she dared not look at

you, especially that idiot Ivan?" Justin finally asked, his deep voice calm and composed, but she could feel he was not happy to hear what she

Natalie didn’t reply.

better to do," he asked, maintaining his composure. "You

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