Married To My Billionaire Stepbrother
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 Never Loved You
Natalie immediately returned to the bedroom and called Justin.
"Hmm?" came his reply.
"What are you going to do now? How are you planning to get your grandma out of here without meeting my grandpa? Your grandmother is really something." She blurted out in panic.
She heard Justin sigh on the other end before he spoke. "I'll come by later, after dinner is over, but I won't come upstairs. Make sure your grandpa takes his medicine right after the meal, so he would feel drowsy and won't come downstairs to see my grandmother off."
"That's actually a good idea. You do have some brains after all."
"Not everyone is like you," he shot back.
She frowned. "Don't go thinking you're too smart."
"I'm at least not dumped by a loser and still pining over him."
"Dumped? I was not dumped, alright? And I'm not—"