Married To My Billionaire Stepbrother novel Chapter 110

Chapter 110: Time To Sleep With Your Good Husband, Mrs Handrix

Suppressing her anger, Briena returned to the waiting room with the water bottle in her hand which she offered to her grandmother.

Sephina accepted it while Clara spoke, "Though younger than her, Briena is being responsible," she said pointedly, casting a disdainful glance at Natalie. "Look at her. Just busy sleeping away."

Sephina frowned, her gaze shifting to Natalie. "I’d rather die than accept water from her."

At that moment, Natalie stirred awake, blinking sleepily as she rubbed her eyes. She looked around and noticed the empty seat beside her. Glancing down, she found herself covered with Justin’s jacket.

She gently picked it up, folding it neatly, her fingers lingering on the familiar fabric. The scent of him enveloped her, giving her a small sense of comfort.

Where did he go?

"Looking for your husband?" Briena sneered.

All the insults she had endured from Justin were boiling inside her, and she was desperate to take it out on Natalie.

But Natalie ignored her, continuing to fold Justin’s jacket with care. Her mind was only on the surgery and the doctor’s updates.

Seeing Natalie’s indifference only fuelled Briena’s rage. "You don’t seem surprised that he’s not here," she hissed. "You must be used to his profession. Maybe you know he’s off warming up some other rich woman’s bed. I saw him leaving the hospital earlier, probably—"

"I wouldn’t be surprised to know you ran after him yourself, trying to convince him to be your gigolo," Natalie interrupted coolly, her demeanour calm and composed.

Briena’s mouth fell open, stunned by the sharp retort. Did he already tell her? But she was sleeping!

"After all, you’ve always been desperate to take what belongs to me, whether it’s a thing or a man," Natalie added softly, her eyes never wavering from Briena’s.

"Shut up!" Briena exploded, her face flushed with humiliation and fury. "I love Ivan!"

"Sure," Natalie replied and kept quiet, despite having so much to say.

Natalie didn’t want to argue with Briena. But, despite of trying to avoid it, when Briena went on insulting Justin, Natalie found it difficult to hold back. Husband or not, she surely couldn’t let anyone insult Justin when he was nothing but a good man.

Briena fell silent, not wanting the humiliating truth—that she had propositioned Justin to be her gigolo—to come out.

After a while, Justin returned as well, and sat by Natalie’s side. Briena didn’t dare look at him, neither did Justin spare her a glance as if she was invisible to him.

Natalie offered him his jacket, still neatly folded in her lap.

"Keep it. It’ll keep you warm."

Natalie did as he told, realising all along she had been so obedient to him today.

More than four hours had passed since the surgery began. Finally, the doctor arrived the waiting room. Everyone immediately stood up, the sudden movement making Natalie lose her balance as a cramp shot through her leg from sitting for so long. But Justin held her stable.

"How was the surgery?" Sephina asked.

"It was a minor surgery, and there’s nothing to be concerned about," the doctor replied reassuringly. "We’ve placed Mr. Ford in the ICU for observation, and he’ll be moved to his room tomorrow morning. Until then, no visitors are allowed. It would be best if all of you went home and got some rest." He offered the advice kindly, more like a friend than a doctor, before nodding and taking his leave.

Sephina sighed softly and turned to the group. "You should all return home. I’ll stay here tonight."

"Mother, I’ll stay instead," Jay interjected quickly. "You should go home with Briena and Clara."

"I’m fine," Sephina insisted stubbornly, but Briena chimed in.

"Grandma, you’ve been so stressed lately. You really should rest. I’ll stay here and keep an eye on Grandpa."

But then, Sephina’s angry voice rang out. "You’re not allowed to stay here. You’re not part of our family, and don’t forget—you’re the reason Albert is in this state!"