Married To My Billionaire Stepbrother

Chapter 183: Justin’s Arrival

On the way to the Fords...

Justin sat in his car in silence, his mind consumed by what his lookalike had told him.

"You are Aiden Handrix. You’ve lost your memories." And the last part stuck with him even more: "On Natalie’s marriage certificate, it’s your real name, Aiden Handrix."

If my name truly is Aiden Handrix, then why don’t I remember it? When did I lose my memories? What kind of game is this man playing, and who’s the mastermind behind it all—someone who clearly knows both Natalie and me? He thought back to the man’s initial reaction. He looked genuinely surprised to see me. So, whoever planned this didn’t know I was alive. But why use my name to marry Natalie, and what’s the real story behind Aiden Handrix?

The questions swirling in his mind made his head pound.

"Noah, get me the details of everything I’ve done up until now, especially in the past five years. I want records of where I was, what I did, and who I met—all with concrete proof. Don’t just give me written records; I want videos, pictures, anything you can find."

"Yes, Mr. Harper," Noah replied, handing him a fresh shirt from the emergency bag always kept in Justin’s car. "You’ll need to change, sir."

Justin looked down and noticed his shirt’s top buttons were missing, remnants of his earlier encounter. He proceeded to change, knowing he needed to look his best at the Fords’ event.

Just then, his phone buzzed with a message from Natalie.

Natalie:No need to come here. Your gift has caused quite a commotion, and now everyone’s curious to know more about you.

Justin continued changing shirts and asked, "How much longer until we arrive?"

"Ten minutes at most, Mr. Harper," the driver replied. "The venue isn’t far."

Justin ignored Natalie’s message, sensing the trouble brewing around her. If I truly am Aiden Handrix, then she’s my wife, he thought, feeling at least one positive thing came out of all this confusion. So, she married no one else but me. She belongs to me.

Being Natalie’s real husband was the only reason that he found the thought of being Aiden Handrix was bearable.

at the Ford estate. As Justin stepped out of

as Justin made his way inside. The staff directed him toward the garden,

his tracks, momentarily taken aback. He’d heard that she once nearly strangled Briena

one everyone feared, never needing anyone to stand up for him. But seeing her defend him, he didn’t mind forgetting

is clear: it was the best thing that ever happened to me, he thought, his gaze locked on Natalie. This woman, she

find it laughable as he replied aloud, "My wife doesn’t need the Ford

who she is truly married to, they would get on their knees in front of me right at this moment, but it’s not the time yet. Soon, it will

if he could not wait to reach her already. The way she looked at him, he could see through her. She portrayed the strong and fierce woman just a moment before, but as she looked at him, she looked like

her, to keep her away

Justin.

Albert’s friend, Justin nodded politely. "Yes, I am

tensed, hoping Eldric wouldn’t bring up the

quickly. "Now, let’s not bombard him with questions—let’s cut the cake. It’s

off, realizing Albert wanted to

celebrated the wedding anniversary. With the gifts already presented, everyone enjoyed

to speak privately with Justin as they sat at a circular table. "I sent you a

couldn’t leave you alone to handle the trouble,"

by his words, and

have done if they asked how you got

them the truth," Justin replied

then they’d want to know who you are to afford such

only one answer

Natalie

wife’s husband," Justin replied simply. "That’s all they need to

you live off of her?" she raised

a smirk. "I live in your home, eat your meals... and sometimes enjoy you for

bright red. "You’re truly