Married To My Billionaire Stepbrother - Chapter 202

Chapter 202: His Way Of Comforting Chapter 202: His Way Of Comforting Once Natalie was calm, Justin finally moved as he loosened his grip around her.

He didn’t say a word and stepped out of the bed, only to get the water for her.

He sat next to her with the glass in his hand, but she didn’t react and continued to sit with her head lowered and her eyes closed.

Her long hair covered the sides of her face.

Justin held her hands and made her hold the glass and moved it towards her mouth.

She finally reacted, drinking the water in small sips.

When she finished, he set the glass aside, picked up a hairband from the nightstand, and turned back to her.

He said no words and started fixing her messy hair with gentle caress of his long fingers, as if coaxing a child.

Once her face was clear from all the hair strands around, he tied them at the back of her neck using the headband.

Natalie stayed silent, her head lowered, her lowered gaze looking at nothing in particular.

Her eyelashes wet, her cheeks had the faint traces of tears on them.

Justin stood up and went to the bathroom, returning with a soft, damp napkin.

He sat beside her once more, dabbing her face gently, wiping away the remnants of tears.

When he was done, he finally spoke.

“Are you feeling better now?” She nodded slightly, still not meeting his gaze.

She hadn’t expected him to see her this way, vulnerable and shaken.

She braced herself, thinking he might ask about her nightmare, the cause of her distress, but instead€¦ “Do you want to eat something?” he asked gently.

Surprised, she looked up, her swollen eyes meeting his, trying to understand what he was thinking.

Justin kept his usual calm and composed demeanor.

“I saw your favorite ice cream in the fridge.

How about some?” Natalie nodded, uncertain of how to respond.

He was coaxing her gently, avoiding questions, so she decided to go along with it, grateful for his approach.

“Would you rather eat here, or maybe outside on the deck?” he asked, then added, “The night air has a pleasant chill-winter’s on the way.

You might enjoy it more out there.” She nodded again.

Taking her hand, he led her outside to the deck.

“Wait here,” he said softly, before disappearing to get the ice cream for her.

He didn’t hurry to go back to her.

He took some time to let her be alone and brought the entire tub of icecream with him along with the spoon.

As he walked back, he saw her standing by the railing, gazing quietly at the sky.

He wondered what must she be thinking about.

There were so many questions he wanted to ask, but seeing her so affected, he held back.  But, he was sure, sooner or later he would find out and punish the ones who must have hurt her.

Whoever it is, they would regret being born even.

For now, though, he set aside his anger and maintained a calm expression.

He placed the ice cream tub on the table and said, “It’s here.” Hearing his voice, Natalie turned, seeing him standing beside a chair he’d pulled out for her at the small coffee table on the deck, patiently waiting for her to sit.

By giving her a moment alone on the deck, he allowed her the space to calm herself and gather her thoughts in the gentle breeze.

It was his quiet way of caring for her, of understanding what she needed most at this moment.

How could he be so understanding?

She stayed by the railing, staring at him, lost in thought.

“If you take too long, this ice cream might start melting,” he teased, snapping her out of her thoughts.

Natalie shook herself back to the present and moved to sit down, hearing him add, “Even if it melts, I can always get you more.” He handed her the long spoon he’d brought.

A light smile painted on her lips, watching as he settled in the chair next to her, his gaze fixed on the sky, giving her space to enjoy the ice cream in peace.

After a few bites, she asked, “Aren’t you going to try a little?” She knew he rarely ate sweets, especially ice cream, even when she’d offered it before.

“I know you follow a strict diet, so it’s okay if you don’t-” Justin looked over at her, noticing the way she licked a bit of ice cream from her lips.

“Is it really that good?” he asked.

She nodded, savoring another spoonful.

“Alright, then!

I’ll give it a try,” he said, taking the spoon from her and tasting a bite before she could even offer to get him another spoon.

“Hmm!” he murmured, tasting the ice cream.

“Sweet, but not bad.” He placed the spoon back in the tub.

“You can keep going.” She chuckled softly.

“You really didn’t like it, did you?” “I didn’t hate it either,” he replied honestly.

“I’m just not used to eating it.” “Well, now that you’ve tried it, you might find one of your abs missing tomorrow,” she teased.

Seeing her completely back to her usual self, he felt relieved and replied, “I’d sacrifice one of my abs if it means not saying no to you when you clearly wanted me to try it, to give you a company in eating what you like.” Natalie smiled, warmth spreading through her as she realized just how much he valued her wishes.

He spared John for her sake, just because she was worried for John and even allowed him to work for her.

But he let it all happen the way which showed he had nothing to do with it.

His way of working was not usual, but he made sure to find a midway for her sake.

One thing was as clear as the day that he was the man for her, the one she could trust and dream about her future with like any ordinary woman.