Married To My Billionaire Stepbrother novel Chapter 11

Chapter 11: I Am Not Your Husband

"What makes you think I'm not Justin Harper? Have you seen me before?" The man asked, his eyes widening in surprise.

"Even if I hadn't seen him, I could tell you are not him," Natalie replied confidently.

"May I know how?"

She looked into his eyes and answered, "There are many reasons, but this is the most important: You don't look like someone who feels he owns the entire world. However, you do look like someone who works for such a person—a person important enough to dare to impersonate him."

The man was taken aback by her reply, but kept his calm until he received any order from his boss.

"Then, do I look like the one who owns the world?" A deep and dignified voice interrupted their conversation.

Natalie turned her head to the left to see a tall man standing at one of the doors to another room, wearing a pricey black suit, looking straight at her. With deep-set eyes, long and arched eyebrows, and thin lips, he had a dignified, distinguished look. With his sharp features and dashing looks he gave off an undeniable air of nobility and elegance just by standing there.

Justin Harper.

For a moment she felt like it was a dream, she was finally meeting the man who had his picture attached in her wedding certificate. The man walked towards the sofa to sit in his place. Noah emptied the place for Justin and stood on one side of the sofa, resuming his role of an attentive assistant.

On the other hand, Natalie found it difficult to take her eyes off of this man and followed him till he sat opposite to her. His deep gaze met her still one. He raised a brow at how boldly she was staring at him without saying a word.

Snapping back to her senses, Natalie felt awkward and picked up the glass of water from the table, taking a few sips. She could feel his piercing gaze on her, and suddenly, his presence felt overpowering. He hadn't said anything, yet there was an aura about him that left others feeling pressured and quiet. Was it because he could be her husband, or was he simply the kind of person who emitted such an imposing aura?

"I hope now you don't mind answering the question my assistant asked earlier," Justin began. "Why are you looking for me, Ms. Ford?"

She cleared her throat as she placed the glass of water on the table. "Mr. Harper, I am Natalie Ford—"

"I do watch and read the news," Justin interrupted her, indicating that he was aware of the scandalous news about her. "You are quite famous, I must say."

She felt a surge of irritation at his words. This was the man that was responsible for her latest scandal, but he was now pretending to be ignorant. "I wish to strangle the one who made me infamous."

"Thoughts of self harm can be a sign of psychological issues, Ms Ford," Justin commented with a raised eyebrow.

Her brows knitted in rising anger at his words. He was basically blaming her for her situation, implying that he had nothing to do with it! She wished to shout that she was the victim here.

Justin could clearly sense her anger and found himself enjoying provoking her. "Ms. Ford, it seems I am the first to diagnose you with potential psychological issues. But I'm sure I will not be the last."

She inhaled deeply to calm herself before she began, "Mr. Harper, do you have another identity besides the one you currently own?" _{frёewebηovel.cѳm}