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."

are basic skills of survival. If he one can’t take care of their own home and needs, how can they even handle the matters outside?" Justin

fell silent, her gaze dropping as she

she mumbled, heading toward her side

hand, gently stopping her. "We

she replied, "It’s late.

insisted, his gaze fixed

face him. He released her hand, guiding her to sit at the edge of the bed. He took a step back, leaning casually against the desk behind him, both hands tucked into

you avoiding me after we kissed in the kitchen?" he asked bluntly.

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

"Hmm?"

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

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

them as Justin studied her face, watching every flicker of emotion. His unwavering gaze made her fidget even more, anxiety prickling beneath her

her nerves tightened, and she dared not look

finally asked, his deep voice calm and composed, but she could feel

Natalie didn’t reply.

better to do," he asked, maintaining his composure. "You think I will leave

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