Married To My Billionaire Stepbrother novel Chapter 37

Chapter 37: Anyone, But You

Natalie swallowed hard. His words, his unwavering determination and confidence in the one he would love, were overwhelming. A man like this must be desired by every woman.

"Understood?" he asked, pulling her back to reality.

She brushed his hand away to free her chin, offering him a cold glare. "Care to keep your distance? We’re only pretending to be husband and wife for my grandpa’s sake, not for you to get so close to me."

"Says the one who jumped on me last night," he retorted, stepping back.

His remark only fueled her anger. "You... that was an accident... I..."

"Good that you’re aware we’re just acting," he interrupted dismissively. "Because anyone could be my wife but you. You’re off the chart."

Her brows knitted in frustration, thinking he was looking down on her.

"You’re off the chart for me as well, Mr. Harper. I’d rather stay single than be entangled with a superficial man like you," she countered sharply. "And I won’t thank you for helping with my grandpa, as it’s simply part of our deal to help each other in our respective goals."

Justin could see the anger and hurt in her eyes. She was his stepsister, so of course she was off-limits, but there was no need to explain. When he would tell her, she will understand his words.

"What about the home talk with your grandpa?" he asked, changing the subject.

"You don’t need to concern yourself with it," she replied curtly. "You can leave now."

"Mr. Ford asked me to take you home."

"Tell him you did," she said as she lay down on the bed and closed her eyes.

Justin hesitated for a moment, then walked over and gently covered her with the sheet, taking her by surprise. Neither of them spoke as he left, and Natalie opened her eyes, still unsettled by what he had said.

’Anyone but her?’ That clearly showed like others, he had a bad impression of her and would never think about her in other way. ’Doesn’t matter. Maybe my bad image will help keep superficial men like him away.’

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After Briena’s minor injuries were treated, she and Ivan decided to leave the hospital. Briena chose to be quiet as her lie was almost caught today by Ivan. As they reached the parking lot, she noticed a familiar car and a man getting inside it.

"That man," she muttered, which caught Ivan’s attention and he followed her gaze. A man in simple formal clothes was sitting inside an ordinary brand white car.

"Who is he?" Ivan asked, watching Briena as she quickly checked her phone screen and then looked back at the car.

"It’s the same car and that man... He’s Natalie’s husband," she replied.

Ivan immediately tried to catch a glimpse of the man’s face, but the car had already turned the corner and disappeared.

"I missed taking his picture again. Grandma wanted to see him since Natalie is so adamant about hiding him," Briena frowned in frustration.

"Are you sure it’s her husband?" Ivan asked, shocked. "Didn’t she say she doesn’t know him?"