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?
"He would never touch another woman," Natalie spat angrily, her cold voice echoing in the hall way. "But if you've set him up, just like you tried to do with me, I swear, I'll make you pay. I'll find the same drug and let a hundred men have their way with you. I'll forget every ounce of woman's dignity, and you'll suffer it."
Clara and Irene held Briena. "Mother," she sobbed in pain.
"You.." Clara glared at Natalie, but she ignored her.
John opened the door with his usual tricks. Natalie barged inside the room in a worry as John and Ryan followed her. She knew Justin would never do it, she knew him well, but all she felt at this moment was worry for him.
"Justin!" Natalie called, not even caring that she used his real name.
In the chaos, no one noticed what Natalie had just said; everyone was too focused on getting a look inside, many with their phones ready to capture the scene unfolding.