Married To My Billionaire Stepbrother novel Chapter 30

Chapter 30: Overly Controlling Man

Natalie almost screamed in panic at the sudden loud smash next to her ear. Instinctively, she covered her head with her hands and leaned down to protect herself, bracing for another blow. But instead of more attacks, she heard the sound of painful cries from men outside.

Peeking out from her car, she saw the two men in suits—supposedly bodyguards appointed by Justin for her—had tackled the four attackers. Shaken but unharmed, she quickly stepped out of the car. By then, the security guards from the society gate had also rushed to the scene.

One of the bodyguards, the same tall and robust man who stopped her car today and she scolded him, approached her, "Ms. Natalie, are you alright?"

His eyes scanned her for injuries. He noticed the light scratches on her forehead and cheek caused by the shattered glass.

Though still in shock, Natalie nodded and started to move toward the attackers, her instincts telling her to confront them. But the bodyguard stopped her. "We’ll handle this and find out why they attacked you. First, we need to take care of your injuries, Miss."

"I’m alright," she retorted, though her trembling hands betrayed her true state, the pain in her ankle seems to increased at her sudden movement.

Just then, the other bodyguard approached with a phone in hand. "Mr. Harper is on the line. He wants to speak with you, Ms Natalie," he said, offering her the phone.

"Hello," Natalie answered, trying to steady her voice.

"Are you hurt?" Justin’s deep, calm voice came through, instantly grounding her.

"Just a few scratches," she replied, feeling an unexpected sense of reassurance as if she was compelled to answer him truthfully.

"Head to the hospital with the bodyguard. I’ll be there soon," Justin instructed firmly.

"There’s no need. I can just—"

"Do as I say," he interrupted, his tone turning icy, leaving no room for argument. Natalie was momentarily taken aback, feeling the weight of his authority and unable to disobey.

She handed the cellphone back to the bodyguard, who then instructed her, "Please get in my car."

Glancing at those four young attackers for a moment, Natalie obediently climbed into the black car. The same man, she was angry at during the day for stopping her car rashly, drove her to the hospital while the other one was left behind to take care of the matter.

He handed Natalie a box of tissues as the light scratches on her skin had begun to bleed slightly.

"Thank you," Natalie accepted the tissues. After a moment, she asked, "What’s your name?" She figured it was best to at least know the name of the man who would be around her for a while.

"John," he replied politely.

They reached the hospital. Inside the private hospital room, the doctor was about to treat those small scratches on Natalie’s skin, the door opened and a man walked inside the room. His expression was cold, and his eyes were filled with a deadly seriousness, as if he were to murder someone.

Not just Natalie but even the doctor and a nurse felt that chilling aura around him, as if they were doing something wrong and this man was here to confront them.

Without a word, Justin walked straight to Natalie. He gently tilted her chin up to inspect the scratches on her face, his expression darkening further as he examined the tiny wounds.

"Tiny scratches, nothing more," Natalie attempted to dismiss his concern, but the intensity in his gaze silenced her. _{frёewebnoѵēl.com}

The young doctor nodded quietly, thinking to himself, ’I was already doing that, but sir, you’re the one interrupting and delaying the process.’

Natalie, overhearing his instructions, frowned inwardly. ’Why does he care so much about a few marks? I have worse and bigger scars on my body. These tiny scratches are nothing.’

Natalie’s brows furrowed. ’This man is getting overly controlling without a reason. Not like we are truly a husband and a wife, are we?’