Married To My Billionaire Stepbrother novel Chapter 187

Chapter 187: Comforting A Wife

"He would never touch another woman," Natalie spat angrily, her cold voice echoing in the hall way. "But if you’ve set him up, just like you tried to do with me, I swear, I’ll make you pay. I’ll find the same drug and let a hundred men have their way with you. I’ll forget every ounce of woman’s dignity, and you’ll suffer it."

Clara and Irene held Briena. "Mother," she sobbed in pain.

"You.." Clara glared at Natalie, but she ignored her.

John opened the door with his usual tricks. Natalie barged inside the room in a worry as John and Ryan followed her. She knew Justin would never do it, she knew him well, but all she felt at this moment was worry for him.

"Justin!" Natalie called, not even caring that she used his real name.

In the chaos, no one noticed what Natalie had just said; everyone was too focused on getting a look inside, many with their phones ready to capture the scene unfolding.

Inside the room, a man and woman were tangled on the bed, lost in a display of passion, with the woman screaming for more while the man hovered over her, seemingly oblivious to the crowd now gathering at the doorway.

"Who is this man?" Natalie muttered, feeling a wave of disgust wash over her at the sight. She scanned the room, her face growing pale. "Where is Justin?"

Even without seeing that man’s face or taking even a proper look at him, Natalie could tell that was not Justin.

"Ms Natalie, I am sure he is fine wherever he is," Ryan spoke, "No one is born in this world to fool him and can even put him in any trouble."

Natalie looked at Ryan in disbelief. What kind of confidence is this? Justin was a human, but these two were treating him like an invincible god.

She’d been wracked with worry for Justin, yet Ryan and John seemed as calm as ever, as if she was the only one who had been concerned.

Briena despite in pain, hurried inside. She and Irene, equally puzzled, echoed the question. "Who is this man?"

"It’s not her husband," Briena whispered in shock.

The other guests, realizing what was happening, quickly turned away, embarrassed by the scandal they’d just witnessed.

"Why are you so disappointed not to see me there, Briena Ford?"

A cold, commanding voice echoed through the room, drawing everyone’s attention. Justin strode through the crowd and entered, his presence both intimidating and undeniable.

Briena and Irene stared, stunned. They had planned everything meticulously—how could he have escaped? He was supposed to be the one in bed with Lily.

Natalie immediately moved toward him and hugged him tightly, forgetting everything else in her relief. Justin wrapped his arms around her, feeling her body relax against his. "Did you underestimate me or overestimate them to think I’d fall for cheap tricks of some random idiots?"

Natalie didn’t say a word, simply feeling the weight of her worry lift. All she knew was that she was grateful to see him, safe and unharmed.

Justin looked directly at Briena, his gaze piercing. "Why so shocked? Would you have been happier if that man in bed had been your fiancé instead of that hotel staff?"

Briena froze, her face paling at the intensity of his stare. He was intimidating.

"What’s going on here?" Ivan arrived, taking in the crowded hallway and the scene in the room. Seeing Justin with his arm around Natalie, he clenched his jaw, swallowing a fresh wave of jealousy.