Chapter 11: I Am Not Your Husband
"What makes you think I'm not Justin Harper? Have you seen me before?" The man asked, his eyes widening in surprise.
"Even if I hadn't seen him, I could tell you are not him," Natalie replied confidently.
"May I know how?"
She looked into his eyes and answered, "There are many reasons, but this is the most important: You don't look like someone who feels he owns the entire world. However, you do look like someone who works for such a person—a person important enough to dare to impersonate him."
The man was taken aback by her reply, but kept his calm until he received any order from his boss.
"Then, do I look like the one who owns the world?" A deep and dignified voice interrupted their conversation.
Natalie turned her head to the left to see a tall man standing at one of the doors to another room, wearing a pricey black suit, looking straight at her. With deep-set eyes, long and arched eyebrows, and thin lips, he had a dignified, distinguished look. With his sharp features and dashing looks he gave off an undeniable air of nobility and elegance just by standing there.
Justin Harper.
For a moment she felt like it was a dream, she was finally meeting the man who had his picture attached in her wedding certificate. The man walked towards the sofa to sit in his place. Noah emptied the place for Justin and stood on one side of the sofa, resuming his role of an attentive assistant.