Married To My Billionaire Stepbrother novel Chapter 180

Chapter 180: You Lost Your Memories

Outside the city, Justin stared at his lookalike in disbelief at what he’d just said—"Because you are Aiden Handrix."

He was certain he wasn’t. Regaining his composure, Justin maintained his cold and domineering stance.

"Whatever tricks you’re trying to play won’t work on me, Aiden Handrix," Justin warned, deliberately using the name on Natalie’s marriage certificate.

Justin knew he hadn’t married Natalie—meaning the man in front of him was the one who did.

The man kept his cool, and his gaze, which had softened momentarily at Justin, turned indifferent. "So you truly don’t remember who you are."

"I know exactly who I am," Justin replied sharply. "But if you don’t reveal what kind of game you’re playing with Natalie, I’ll make sure you don’t remember who you truly are."

The man smirked. "You’re still the same. I wouldn’t be surprised if you came here with the intention of extracting information from me and then killing me. But if that’s your plan, let me warn you—it would be a loss for both you and Natalie. Besides, if you truly have no memory of your past, killing me will only rob you of the chance to discover your real identity."

Justin continued to look at him, trying to see this man and comprehend what he meant. The moment this man called him Aiden Handrix, Justin had forgotten he was here to get everything out of him and then kill him.

This man in front of him had changed the game, making Justin doubt that he himself was AIden Handrix. He had heard in his dreams someone calling him Aiden so many times and it felt so real.

"And under what identity do you live now, if you’ve truly forgotten your real name?" the man asked.

Justin didn’t answer, instead countering, "If I’m Aiden Handrix, then who are you?"

"If you won’t tell me your current identity, then don’t expect me to answer anything," the man replied, his gaze shifting to Justin’s chest. "Or perhaps you’d like me to prove that you’re not who you think you are."

Justin raised a brow and the man said, "Apologies for what I am going to do," he moved his hands to Justin’s collars, only to have it gripped tightly by Justin, even before his hand could reach it.

Justin passed him a warning gaze, both men with the same face, same built, same height and aura, stared at each other coldly.

At the same time, the men from both sides got into an alerted position to take action if something had happened.

The man remained calm and raised a brow at Justin. "Don’t want to know the truth?"

Justin didn’t know why, but he let go of his hands, wanting to know what he was up to.

As he released Aiden’s hand, he held Justin’s collars and pulled away the side of his shirt, revealing Justin’s chest, the top buttons of his shirt torn apart.

"You got rid of the tattoo?" The man asked in a surprise.

Justin shrugged his hands away and said, "I never had any tattoo."

"Don’t want to know how you got the scar on your heart?" Aiden asked.

Justin straightened his shirt, not believing himself that instead of taking any action, he was having a conversation with this man. As far as he knew, he had no idea how he got that small scar on his heart and there was never a tattoo.

Aiden stayed calm, as the scar on Justin’s heart had assured him of something even profound, clearing any doubt he had towards Justin’s true identity.

Aiden said, "You were supposed to have a tattoo on your heart, but you didn’t want it and ended up hurting yourself at the heart’s side. Later the tattoo was made on the right side of your chest. But as you have no tattoo, you might like to check if you were ever operated on.

Justin’s curiosity got the better of him. "What kind of tattoo?"