Married To My Billionaire Stepbrother novel Chapter 1

Chapter 1: Already Married

"You are already married to someone?" a man's voice echoed through the beautifully decorated wedding hall, filled with guests.

Natalie Ford, in her white bridal gown, stood frozen at the altar, her light brown eyes staring in disbelief at the document in her hand—her own marriage certificate, stating that she had been married a year and a half ago.

She looked at the shocked man in black suit standing before her. Ivan Brown, the man she was supposed to marry in the next few minutes. After her mother died, Ivan was the only person who had ever treated her like a human, the one she could rely on while fighting against the pathetic family she had.

"I-Ivan, this document is fake. I never married anyone. I don't even know the man in this document. I have never met him or even heard his name!"

Aiden Handrix was a stranger to her.

Ivan examined the signatures at the bottom of the document.

"But the signature is yours," he said, his gaze furious.

"I don't know who could copy—"

"It's you who signed it. You know it well."

Natalie couldn't deny it; it was indeed her signature, and it didn't look forged.

"But the certificate could still be faked," She protested. Natalie hoped that her future husband would trust her, but before he could respond, someone snatched the document from her hand- her grandmother Sephina Ford, the head of Ford family. She observed the document and snorted.

"You dare call a government certificate fake?"

"Grandma..."

Slap!

"You wretch, you are just like your mother, filthy and immoral," she spat out and turned to her son, "You should have died with your mother back then and saved us this humiliation."

It was not unexpected for Natalie to hear it. Sephina had always hated her while she loved her half-sister Briena. Natalie always wondered why this woman hated her this much when both shared the same blood as her.

"Mother, calm down," Clara Smith, Natalie's stepmother, intervened, "My brother Henry can help us check if this document is fake. He is a high-ranking official after all."

A middle-aged man in a brown suit, Henry Smith, stepped forward and took the document from Clara. Everyone in the wedding hall held their breath, waiting for his verdict. Natalie's hopeful eyes were fixed on him, he was her only chance out of this nightmare situation.

"This document is not fake. It is indeed a genuine wedding certificate for the two people mentioned in it—Natalie Ford and Aiden Handrix," Henry finally announced.

Natalie felt she had been struck by lightning again, as if the initial shock of having a stranger bring this document just before she was about to exchange vows with Ivan wasn't enough.

"This can't be," she shook her head in denial and cried out, "Uncle Henry, please check it again."

Henry looked at her with disappointment in his eyes. He calmly replied, "If you do not trust me, you can go to the marriage bureau and recheck it yourself. But I am certain the result will be the same." He handed the document back to her and walked away from the altar.

All eyes in the wedding hall were on her, their gazes accusing her of fraud and deceit.

Holding the document in her trembling hands, Natalie once more turned to Ivan, who had not uttered a single word until now, but his gaze had clearly turned hateful, accusing her of cheating and breaking his trust.

"Ivan, trust me. I didn't—"

"The truth is in front of us. Do you still dare deny it?" Her step-sister Briena interjected, her hazel eyes gleaming with satisfaction at Natalie's despair. She stood beside Ivan proudly.