Married To My Billionaire Stepbrother - Chapter 296

Chapter 296: I Don’t Care Who You Are Chapter 296: I Don’t Care Who You Are Just then, the emcee took to the stage and said, “I hope you all enjoyed that little show of affection between Ms.

Natalie and her husband.

That was sweet, wasn’t it?” Now, everyone understood that the man was Natalie’s husband, and the wild speculations about her having an inappropriate relationship with a wealthy backer came to an end.

The emcee continued, “I know you’ve all been waiting to meet the CEO of NextEra, but unfortunately, he’s busy with something more important and won’t be able to join us tonight.” Disappointment rippled through the crowd as they realized the rare opportunity to see and connect with the elusive, wealthy CEO had slipped away.

However, the audience collectively came to a conclusion.

“So that man wasn’t the CEO.

He was just Natalie’s husband, here to pick her up.” But at the same time, another wave of curiosity rose in their minds.

The man who took away Natalie, her husband, seems to be someone powerful as well.

Who was that man?

Another mysterious businessman they were not aware of?

Briena felt as though she had swallowed bitterness whole, watching how affectionately Natalie was treated by her husband.

Even if he wasn’t Ivan, Natalie still had someone better.

Why is her luck so good?

That gigolo is no less than any rich man.

But€¦ is he really a gigolo, or was I mistaken?

If he’s someone rich, I have to make them fall apart.

I can’t let Natalie live a life better than mine.

Everything best belongs to me-even her husband.

Irene felt the same as she muttered, “How can that bitch get everything after betraying my brother?

She deserves nothing but suffering.” Ivan, still in shock, finally snapped out of it.

His heart and mind were in turmoil after seeing Natalie and her husband together.

She looked genuinely happy with him, even acting like a carefree young girl in love.

He had never seen this side of her before-drunk and cute.

The only time he saw her drunk was during her relentless pursuit of investors for his company.

She would drink to close deals and suffer the consequences later, but she always smiled, proud of having secured the investments.

Ivan realized he had taken her efforts for granted and never truly appreciated her.

Now that she was gone from his life, he could do nothing but regret it.

Sephina, however, narrowed her eyes at the entrance where Natalie had left with her husband.

Her suspicion that Natalie’s husband wasn’t a gigolo but someone powerful.

‘I need to find out who he truly is.

She doesn’t deserve to live a life better than the one I dictate-one that relies solely on my mercy.

Mia who saw it all after she finsihed her call, she could not be happier than this for her freind, but at the same time she was happy to see few sullen faces.  Mia went to Briena, “Want something sweet to eat?” Briena offered her a puzzled look, to which Mia offered a mocking chuckle and said, “All of you look like you have just swallowed the glass of bitterness, so I was wondering if you need anything sweet.”  “You…” “Ms Superstar, don’t get angry here or it will ruin your image,” Mia interrupted her.

“We have to preserve it for something better,” and looked at Ivan and offered him a mocking smirk, before turning to leave.

“Idiots!” “That bitch!” Irene was about to follow Mia, but Ivan stopped her.

He could understand the meaning of that mocking smirk.

She was clearly telling him it was his loss for letting go of Natalie.  —– Inside the car, on the way home, Natalie continued to sleep, clinging to Justin.

He didn’t disturb her, instead coaxing her into a more comforting sleep.

He even instructed the driver to keep the ride smooth so she wouldn’t be disturbed.

Today, he had openly shown up to get Natalie, not bothering about being seen with her.

The one person he had worried about was James Harper, but since James had already seen them together, Justin felt there was nothing left to hide.

Still, he couldn’t shake the feeling that the distance between him and James had grown wider.

Not that they had ever been a loving father and son, but James’ cold silence since that day made it feel worse.

One thing was clear: James hated Caryn deeply, and by extension, anything related to her.

After half an hour, they finally arrived home.

The moment the car stopped, Natalie stirred awake.

She tried to open her eyes, blinking groggily as she looked around.

“Awake?” she heard a familiar voice.

Natalie realized she had been sleeping in someone’s arms, resting against a warm, firm chest.

She raised her head to look at him.

“Justin?” He hummed.

“We’re home.

Let’s get down.” Still shaking off her drunken haze, she allowed him to help her out of the car.

But the moment they stepped out, Natalie pushed him against the car.

She looked up at his face and asked, “First, tell me you truly don’t have a mistress.” “I don’t,” he replied calmly, steadying her swaying body with his hands.

She narrowed her drunk eyes at him, gripping the collar of his suit.

“Then why don’t you do anything with me?” Justin’s gaze turned amused.

Today, besides being cute, she seemed in the mood to act spoiled.

“I think I do a lot of things with you.” “No, you don’t,” she said adamantly.

“If you don’t have a mistress, then what stops you from doing it with me?

Weren’t you so eager for me to get better and even embarrassed me in front of the doctor by asking when we could have sex?

Then why?” “Because there’s something you don’t know about me, and€¦” “I don’t care,” she interrupted, her brows furrowing.

“As long as you don’t have another woman and you’re not betraying me, I don’t care who you are or what you do.” “After knowing the truth, our dynamics might change€¦” “No truth can shake my trust in you.

All I know is that I like you,” she said, her gaze turning soft and innocent.

“Didn’t you say you like me and want to be with me?

I don’t care who you are€¦” ‘I am your stepbrother,’ Justin thought.  “Even if you are Mafia Lord, I don’t care,” she said and the next moment his lips were sealed by hers.

She clutched his clothes tightly, pulling him into a passionate kiss.