"Wait!" Natalie said.
Justin stopped, and Natalie looked at Grace. "Just as a reminder, don’t mistake our room for yours and disturb us."
Grace looked at Justin. "Aiden, I’m your wife. Where am I supposed to stay if not in your room?"
Still carrying Natalie with ease, Justin looked at her. "Firstly, I only have one wife—and that’s Natalie, who I’m taking to my room. As for you, I’m sure there are plenty of guest rooms in this mansion."
With that, he walked upstairs, carrying Natalie, who wrapped her arms around his neck and leaned in to peck his cheek. "You’re so cool."
Justin looked down at her and kissed her lips. "I’ll show you in the room how hot I can be."
"Nothing new to me. You’re the epitome of hotness," she teased. "My hot and handsome husband!"
Their conversation was clearly heard in the drawing room, fading only when they reached upstairs.
Meira blushed lightly as she heard and saw them, quickly escaping to her room with a thought: They’re so sweet together—like those couples in dramas.
Mallory turned to Aeldric, who was still sitting quietly in his chair.
"Father, are you not going to say anything to him?" Mallory asked. "You’re the one who chose a bride for him, and now she’s being insulted like this."
"I can make him marry her, but I can’t force him to take her to his room," Aeldric said, standing up. "She has to find her own way." He looked at the butler. "Prepare a comfortable room for Grace."
"Yes, Mr. Riverdale."
Aeldric looked at Grace. "For now, stay in another room. If you don’t like it, you can choose a different one tomorrow," he said, and left.
Mallory and Grace were shocked to see Aeldric taking Justin’s side. Instead of confronting him, the old man was outright ignoring the situation.
If only they knew, this old man had invited his own doom into his home and was now suffering, with no power left in his hands.
Grace clenched her fists. I have to talk to Dad. I can’t let these people insult me like this.
"Ms. Hartz, this way," the butler said.
"I’m not Ms. Hartz now, but Mrs. Aiden Riverdale," she corrected him.
"I’m sorry, Mrs. Riverdale," the butler said and led the way.
If only this woman knew there was no Aiden Riverdale, but Aiden Handrix—and she wasn’t even married to him. The one she was married to, he was Aaron Handrix, so she was not Mrs Riverdale as well.
Only if she had seen the name on her marriage certificate.
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When Justin and Natalie entered the room, he placed her on the bed that was decorated for the wedding night. The entire room had a romantic air.
"It was supposed to be your brother’s wedding night with Grace, but you’re taking advantage of it instead of letting him be with her," she commented playfully.
"I’ll give him a chance to thank me later," Justin replied and leaned in to kiss her.
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