Married To My Billionaire Stepbrother - Chapter 139

Chapter 139: Who Is Your Woman?

Chapter 139: Who Is Your Woman?

She tried to recall.

“I slept€¦” “Slept?” he interrupted her again.

“With that idiot, Ivan Brown?” “No, it’s not like that,” she retorted hastily, leaning back slightly to distance herself from his cold glare.

She had no reason to feel this way, but she couldn’t help it-being intimidated by him felt like a basic instinct.

“It was the first time I’d ever entered that place, so I remember everything clearly.

I suddenly wasn’t feeling well that day, and Ivan asked me to rest there so no one would disturb me.” Justin moved closer.

“And?” His hand moved to the back of her neck, holding it gently as his thumb brushed against her skin.

“What did you do?” “I slept€¦ I mean, alone€¦” “You were unwell, stayed in his private place, and he left you alone?” Justin raised an eyebrow.

“That’s quite questionable, considering what it says about him as a man.” She frowned, unable to get out of his hold at the back of her neck.

“I was really not well, alright?

And he had work lined up for the entire day.” “Are you defending him for leaving you alone despite you being sick, or trying to defend yourself for not being tempting enough for him to hold him back?” Nataliae wasn’t going to tell him that she and Ivan were not close in that way-especially after she’d once told him that she missed having Ivan in her bed.

She gritted her teeth.

“I told you, I was sick, and he was busy.

Any man would-” “I wouldn’t,” he interrupted, his gaze piercing into hers.

“I wouldn’t leave you alone when you’re sick, even if it meant my company going bankrupt.” The anger and frustration she was struggling to hold onto melted away in an instant as she felt the sincerity of his words.

“I can build another company,” he added softly, “but I can’t get you back if I lose you.” The air around them turned unusually calm.

Her heart started beating faster as she screamed inside, Don’t do this, or I will truly fall for you.

The soft rubbing of his thumb along her neck sent shivers down her skin.

“I€¦ think we should continue where we left off.” She tried to sound composed as she gently moved his hand away from her neck.

“I was in that lounge the entire day-alone.

No one, not even Ivan, came to disturb me.

Once I woke up, I worked for another hour in the R&D department, and then I went home.” Justin finally released her and added, “When you woke up, it was 5 p.m.

Even if you had left the office right then, you wouldn’t have made it to City Hall in time to register your marriage.

They stop accepting registrations after five.

So, it must have happened during the hours you spent sleeping in the lounge.” “But how can that be?

I don’t remember going out or anyone coming to see me,” she said, puzzled.

“That floor€¦ no one can enter other than Ivan.

The elevator won’t even go up unless someone swipes the card, and only Ivan has that.” They looked at each other briefly before Natalie asked, “Do you think Ivan had anything to do with it?” Justin raised an eyebrow.

“And why do you think that?” She hesitated, thinking it through.

“Well, he had no reason to.

We were just friends-we weren’t even dating, so€¦” Justin chuckled.

“I don’t think he’s smart enough to pull off such a stunt.

He’s been made a fool too by not revealing it until your wedding day.” “But the person who did this€¦ they would have told me before.

Why did they wait until my wedding day?” “If I were that person, I would do it to humiliate Ivan Brown in front of everyone.

I’d let the entire world know you’re married so that no man would ever dare get close to you-a married woman, trapped in a scandalous marriage.” Natalie frowned.

“What did they even achieve by doing this?” “Keeping you only for himself,” Justin replied.

“Either he’s in love with you, he’s trying to protect you, or there’s another conspiracy at play that we need to uncover.” “Did you find out anything about that man?” she asked.

Justin pulled out his cellphone and showed a picture to Natalie.

She zoomed in a little, then glanced back at Justin.

“Isn’t that just you?” “And isn’t the man on your wedding certificate me as well?” She sighed.

“So, that scumbag really is your lookalike.” “Not for much longer,” Justin said, giving the picture a brief look before putting his phone aside.

“It won’t be long until we catch him.” “Good.

Then I can get a divorce and say my final goodbye by kicking him in the nuts,” Natalie spat out.

Justin, on the other hand, thought to himself, Kick him in the nuts?

I’ll do it for you.

You’re not touching another man-especially not that part.

Just then, Natalie’s cellphone rang.

It was a call from Ella.

Natalie answered and listened quietly to what Ella had to say.

Meanwhile, Justin received a message from Noah.

He clicked on the link Noah sent, skimmed through it, and quickly understood what Natalie’s call was about.

When she hung up, her demeanor remained surprisingly calm-something that caught Justin off guard.

“Seems like that news didn’t surprise you,” he remarked.

Natalie nodded, her gaze steady and focused, as if she were deeply contemplating something.

“They won’t let you have peace for even a single day,” Justin frowned.

“Want me to take care of them?

Just say the word, and I’ll make them come begging to you.” “No need.

I can handle my own matters,” she replied firmly.

“That’s why I never interfere-because I know you can,” he said softly.

She glanced at him, finding a sense of comfort in the trust he had in her.

“Briena’s movie being canceled€¦ that was your doing, wasn’t it?” Justin didn’t deny it.

“She has to pay for offending me and my woman.” She narrowed her eyes at him.

“Who is your woman?” She stood up and began to walk away, already knowing the answer.

“I’m going to prepare dinner.” Justin simply smiled as he watched her leave.

He dialed Noah’s number and waited for him to answer.

“Did you hear what she said?” “Yes, Mr.

Harper.

We’ll gather any information we can from the day around Brown Industries’ office.

If Ms.

Natalie was taken away, even in an unconscious state, there must be some footage somewhere.” Justin hummed in acknowledgment, only to hear Noah ask, “Mr.

Harper, would you like me to handle the new drama Sephina Ford is stirring up to trouble Ms.

Natalie?” “She said not to.

She must have her own plans,” Justin replied and then ended the call.

‘But if they hurt her in a way they should not, I would make each one of them pay with their lives.’