Married To My Billionaire Stepbrother novel Chapter 146

Chapter 146: Missing Me?

After finishing her work, Natalie went to visit Albert in the hospital.

"You look tired," Albert commented, observing her from his bed.

Natalie hummed in response and placed the fresh flowers she had brought into the vase by the window.

"I saw the news and everything that’s going on," Albert said, bringing up the matter as he sensed it was the reason for Natalie’s quiet demeanor.

She paused, not turning to face him as she adjusted the flowers. "Grandpa, this time my decisions and actions might hurt the Ford family."

"I know. But I won’t blame you," Albert replied calmly.

Natalie turned to look at him. "Won’t you be upset if Grandma gets hurt when the truth comes out?"

"You’ve stayed quiet all these years—that was the best you could do. But if they keep harming you, I can’t stop you from retaliating," Albert said softly. "I know you’ve remained silent all this time because of me, but I can’t be selfish and ask you to keep forgiving them. I might not have much time left, but you have a long life ahead of you, and I want you to live it with dignity and pride. Whatever happens to our family will be a result of their own actions."

Natalie set the vase aside and went to sit by the old man’s side, holding his hand as she sat on the edge of the bed. "Thank you for understanding me, Grandpa."

He patted her hand with his free one, offering reassurance. "Before I go, I want to see you live a happy life. You’re destined to be with a man like Justin Harper, and I won’t let you be tainted when you’re innocent. Whatever you decide to do, I won’t stand in your way."

Natalie didn’t know how to respond to the part about Justin. Her grandfather clearly believed they would end up together, but she wasn’t certain what the future held.

"When you’re discharged, I’ll take you home with me," she said, trying to change the subject.

Albert nodded, his eyes moist though he smiled gently.

Later, Natalie returned home, where she was met with a sense of loneliness. Justin wasn’t going to return anytime soon, and she wondered if she had grown so used to his presence that she missed him now. She cooked dinner for two, even though the other person wouldn’t be coming.

Natalie dialed a number. When the call was answered, she asked, "Have you had dinner yet?"

"Not yet. But I’ll be having it soon," the person replied.

"Come upstairs. I’ve cooked for us," she instructed and hung up the call without waiting for his response.

John, who had been leaning against his car, looked at his phone in confusion. Did she just offer me dinner? Well, it’s rare for me to have home-cooked food. He put his phone away and headed upstairs.

Natalie opened the door for him. "You can wash your hands over there, then come to the dining table."

John did as she said. When he sat down at the table, he was greeted by a spread of delicious-looking dishes. As he began to eat, he couldn’t help but be amazed by how tasty everything was.

"This is delicious. Thank you for inviting me," John said, breaking the quiet atmosphere.

"I’m glad you like it," she replied politely and continued eating.

"No wonder Mr. Harper refuses to eat out," John added.

Natalie glanced up at him. "Does he prefer the food I cook?"

"Noah once mentioned that he rushes home to eat your cooking," John explained. "Mr. Harper doesn’t like outside food, so he learned how to cook. I’ve been lucky enough to try some of his dishes."