Married To My Billionaire Stepbrother novel Chapter 203

Chapter 203: Angry Old Woman

As Natalie finished her ice cream and a sense of calm returned, Justin asked, "Do you want to talk about the nightmare you had?"

She fell silent, only to hear him add, "I was just asking—only if you feel comfortable. If not, maybe another day when you’re ready and trust me enough."

After a brief pause, she finally spoke. "It’s not that I don’t trust you or want to keep it from you. It’s just... I’ve never talked about it with anyone." She exhaled softly, her hands trembling slightly. "At this moment, I just don’t feel like talking about it. It’s not something pleasant that I would ever want to talk about. Maybe I just need a little more time."

Justin put his hand on her trembling one’s in an assuring hold, "Take your time. I can wait."

She finally looked at him, her gaze gentle and filled with gratitude towards him for being by her side when she was so vulnerable. "Thank you so much."

Justin offered her a light smile. "That look in your eyes tells me you’re falling for me." _{freewebnσvel.cøm}

Natalie couldn’t help but smile. "Maybe... you’re not wrong."

"Let’s head to sleep. It’s late," Justin stood up, as he picked up the empty ice cream container to discard it. Natalie stood up and followed him.

She watched him discard the things in his hands, while she returned to the bedroom. The moment she saw the bed, she realized something. The sheets on the bed were changed. Definitely her side of the bed was soaked in her sweat so...

When did he change it?

She realized, when he went to get the ice-cream for her, he took time to return. She understood while giving her some time alone, he was doing this.

What kind of a man he is, who always knows what to do. More I get to know him, the more he surprises me. Never expected this from the richest man in the country.

"What are you thinking about so deeply?" she heard him ask.

She turned to look at him. "Just that...you act very differently from how I imagined a rich man would."

"Even for a rich man, common sense should exist, shouldn’t it?" he replied, moving toward the bed.

She chuckled softly, realizing that all the understanding and care he showed toward, in his mind, it was just a common sense.

"Let’s get some sleep," Justin said, aware that the coming days would bring new challenges and unanswered questions. "We still need to plan for your bone marrow donation, and you’ll need extra rest."

Natalie quietly climbed into bed as Justin did the same. Just as she was about to turn over to face away, he stopped her. "I’m getting a little tired of seeing only your back. I might sleep better looking at your beautiful face."

She paused, then turned to face him, finding him already lying on his side, looking at her.

"Might as well take advantage of this for a better night’s sleep," he added with a soft smile.

Natalie moved closer, resting her face in the crook of his neck, her arms wrapping around him. Justin pulled the covers over them both and held her close as she murmured, "This feels so much better."

A gentle smile curved on her lips as she closed her eyes, his comforting scent lulling her into a peaceful sleep.

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Inside VIP patients’ fully equipped hospital room, a weak woman who had IV drips attached to her body, was fuming in anger. Her beautifully aged face was red with anger and annoyance.

"How dare you bring me here. Eric? Who are you to decide for me? I told you—I would rather die than come to this place."

Eric stood by her bedside with his head lowered. Just then, the door opened, and Aiden entered, his expression calm, hands tucked into his pants’ pockets.

She glared at him. "You... don’t push me to do something you’ll regret."