Married To My Billionaire Stepbrother novel Chapter 99

Chapter 99: I Want You To Cook For Me Always

Justin placed his bag on the table by the wall, removed his tie, unbuttoned the top two buttons of his shirt, and went to wash his hands. As he rolled up his sleeves to his elbows, with graceful calmness.

He looked at his reflection in the mirror, while various thoughts swirled in his mind once more. His grandma was adamant about making him and Natalie meet, and then turning them into real siblings who would share the same father’s name on official documents. He and Natalie would undoubtedly become siblings.

But he didn’t want that. He wasn’t ready to accept her as his sister. Deep down, he knew she had become something more to him.

How could he possibly tell his grandma? What would she think? Would she ever accept it? And what about James, his father? These were the two people who had given him this life. What would happen when the truth came out? Would Natalie even accept their new relationship, along with the feelings he had now begun to develop for her?

What had started as a playful way to tease her was no longer just teasing. Everything had changed.

When he returned, Natalie had finished reheating the meal. She arranged it on one tray and brought it to the dining table, instructing him, "Have a seat."

Justin sat down, his expression still serious. Natalie glanced at him but remained quiet as she placed the various dishes in front of him.

Justin looked at the food; it didn’t look like leftovers. She had clearly cooked an entire portion for an extra person—was it for him?

She even poured him a glass of water, though she noticed him staring at the food, lost in thought.

"Eat while it’s hot," she said, placing the glass beside him.

Justin picked up the fork and spoon but then looked at her, who was still standing.

He said nothing, but Natalie somehow understood. She pulled out a chair and sat down.

As he ate, the room fell into a quiet lull. Natalie decided to break the silence. "You look tired. Was it a busy day?"

He hummed in response and continued eating.

The conversation seemed to end just as it began. She lowered her gaze, her fingers fidgeting nervously, having nothing more to say.

But then, Justin asked, "Did you cook all of this for me?"

Natalie hadn’t realized it while cooking, but she knew that unintentionally, she had ended up preparing food for two, and the second person was Justin.

She didn’t want to lie. "I thought, in case you came home..." Her words trailed off.

"Thank you."

She was taken aback. It wasn’t something she ever expected to hear from him. Before she could respond, he spoke again.

"I want you to keep cooking for me—always." His attention remained on the food.

Natalie looked at him in disbelief. Was it normal for a man to ask a woman to always cook for him? What did he mean by that?

"Will you?" she heard him ask, as he finally looked up, his gaze locking with hers.

She quickly averted her gaze and left, unsure of what to say. Telling him, I’m mesmerised by the sight of a handsome man washing dishes would’ve sounded ridiculous.