On the day of her wedding to her childhood sweetheart, Natalie Ford received an unexpected gift: a marriage certificate. It stated that she was already married to a complete stranger—Aiden Handrix. While the wedding guests continued to mock and insult her, her lover Ivan decided to dump her, choosing to marry her half-sister Briena instead. To add insult to injury, she was thrown out of her home. To prove her innocence, Natalie Ford could only take one course of action - she had to find this mysterious Aiden Handrix and get to the bottom of this! The next day, there was news trending on the TV. Justin Harper, the heir of the richest family in the Bayford was returning home. Natalie’s eyes narrowed at the TV screen. ‘Why does this man look exactly like the man in the picture of my wedding certificate?’ In the quest of uncovering the mystery behind her said marriage, she decided to follow him and ask personally. “Are you married?” “No.” “Do you have a twin brother?” “No?” “By chance you heard the name Aiden Handrix?” “No.” “Then, who the hell are you?’ “Your brother.” “Wait, what?” “Yes. Now pack your bags and come home with me.” First got a husband out of the blue and now a brother with the same face? Was god creating clones and offering them to her with different relationships?
Natalie stood frozen in her place, and got back to her senses only when she heard the water from the shower running. She looked at the bathroom door and remembered Justin's expressions from just a moment before.
'Is he angry that I pretended to forget it? Is he disappointed in me, because I was the one to beg him for it, but like an ungrateful person, I didn't even acknowledge his help or thanked him for taking care of me?
I am such a terrible person.She buried her face in her hands, struggling to get the hold on her thoughts. What should I do now?
Her eyes landed on the T-shirt Justin had tossed aside before heading to the shower. She picked it up, and for a moment, it felt as though it still carried the warmth of his body. Her heart skipped a beat, memories of the previous night flooding back—of him, of them, and the way he had cared for her.