"Wait!" Natalie said.
Justin stopped, and Natalie looked at Grace. "Just as a reminder, don't mistake our room for yours and disturb us."
Grace looked at Justin. "Aiden, I'm your wife. Where am I supposed to stay if not in your room?"
Still carrying Natalie with ease, Justin looked at her. "Firstly, I only have one wife—and that's Natalie, who I'm taking to my room. As for you, I'm sure there are plenty of guest rooms in this mansion."
With that, he walked upstairs, carrying Natalie, who wrapped her arms around his neck and leaned in to peck his cheek. "You're so cool."
Justin looked down at her and kissed her lips. "I'll show you in the room how hot I can be."
"Nothing new to me. You're the epitome of hotness," she teased. "My hot and handsome husband!"
Their conversation was clearly heard in the drawing room, fading only when they reached upstairs.
