Married To My Billionaire Stepbrother

Chapter 256: And Sex?

Days passed, and it was finally time for the perfume competition. Before Natalie could leave, the doctor arrived at Justin’s home to check on her.

Justin didn’t want to take any risks this time.

"I’m really feeling fine," Natalie said, glaring at Justin, who was sitting quietly on the couch in their bedroom. "I have to leave early, or..."

"Unless the doctor approves that you’re fine, you’re not leaving," Justin said, his expression serious, leaving no room for argument.

Natalie clenched her fists. For the past week, he hadn’t allowed her to do anything but rest, and she was tired of it. "You didn’t even let me practice or prepare anything for the competition. How am I supposed to pass the first round?"

"I know you’ll figure it out," he replied calmly.

She looked at him in disbelief. "Figure it out? This isn’t just any ordinary competition—it’s with the best perfumers in the country..."

"No one is better than you," he interrupted her. "If you insist on arguing more, I know how to shut your mouth. Every night for the past few days, I’ve become very familiar with that small mouth of yours."

Natalie’s face flushed. Every night, he would kiss her passionately, almost punishingly, to the point of leaving her breathless, as if making her pay for not taking better care of herself.

"If the doctor says I can’t go, will you really stop me?" she asked.

"Hmm," he nodded.

"But I have to take my revenge on Sephina and Briena Ford, and this competition is my chance to prove my innocence that I am not the plagiarist but she is."

"I can help you with that without you having to participating in the competition," he said. "And trust me, I can do even worse with them if you want me to."

This is my fight, and I have to do it myself," Natalie declared, silently cursing Justin in

servant knocked on the door and informed,

as the doctor inspected the area of the procedure. He then asked her to perform certain movements

doing so, she made sure not to look at Justin, whose

she was skilled at hiding any discomfort or pain, so he wasn’t going to trust her

about to say she felt no discomfort, but then she caught Justin’s cold gaze, as if

swallowed her words and decided to be honest. "A little discomfort is there, but

I expected. For now, you don’t have to be on strict rest. You’re free to go outside, but you’re still not allowed to stand for long periods. If you feel even the slightest discomfort, don’t push yourself—rest.

and was about to thank the

"And sex?" Justin asked.

doctor looked at him with a smile and replied, "Maybe wait for another week.

he just can’t hold back anymore. Only God can save me from him. How I wish my back wasn’t getting better. If not for this competition and my work, I’d have kept lying, saying my back

about it," Justin’s warning snapped

her senses and realized the doctor had already left. Justin was staring at her, arms

I was saying it all in my mind, right? Or did I

was behind her, and before she could stumble, Justin’s strong arm circled her waist, pulling her to

and his icy gaze locked onto her shocked one. "If you’re so adamant about being bedridden a while longer, trust me,

understood the meaning behind his

a try?" he asked, his voice low

her gaze, unable to meet his intense eyes as they made her nervous. "I... I’ll rest enough once I return... I need to leave for the first round of

clutched her hair—not too forcefully—and made her look up at him. The next moment, his lips crashed against

still around her waist, tightened its hold, pulling her even closer. Natalie’s hands instinctively gripped his shirt,