Married To My Billionaire Stepbrother novel Chapter 469

Chapter 469: Meira’s Trouble

That day, once more Meira was late to return home. Julia and Natalie were waiting for her.

"That girl always forgets to charge her cellphone. Let her return and I will teach her a lesson," Julia said worriedly.

Now Natalie felt worried as well and pulled out her cellphone. Meira’s cellphone was truly off.

Justin came out and saw the two worried women. "What’s the matter?"

Natalie told him everything. He got his cellphone and made a call. "Noah, Meira is still not home. Go check at her university," and hung up the call.

Natalie turned to him. "We should keep a bodyguard with her."

"She refused," Justin said. "She said it made her feel different from other students and drew more attention toward her."

Natalie recalled why Lana had to return—because Meira didn’t want a bodyguard and wanted a normal way of life.

"Don’t worry. Noah will handle it," Justin assured.

"It’s good he has a home near her university," Natalie commented, to which Justin simply hummed, "Both of you come inside. The wind is getting harsh."

Both of them listened to him.

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Noah reached Meira’s university, in her department. There were barely one or two students left, who were packing to leave as well. Noah watched from the door, where Meira was immersed in her work. The white apron she was wearing had color stains on it. Not just her hands but even her face had a few marks of paint.

Out of the two students who were leaving, one of them went to her. "Meira, you truly are a good artist. Can’t tell you just joined us."

Meira simply looked at him, unsure how to react to praise. "Thank... you..."

"Sam," he said. "My name."

She simply hummed and wanted to resume her work, but the guy settled on the stool next to her. "Let me see how you paint it. I can see it turning as beautiful as you are."

Her brush-holding hand stopped before it could reach the canvas, unsure what to say.

He chuckled, "You always seem to be so quiet all the time. Well, how about we become friends?" He put forward his hand.

She simply looked at his hand, contemplating whether it was a good idea to make him a friend.

"Meira," a familiar voice reached her, and she looked at Noah.

He approached them and said, "It’s late. Let’s go home." ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com

She nodded and stood up, ready to pack her things, while the boy looked at Noah. "I’m Meira’s friend, Sam. And you?"

"Family," Noah replied, his face expressionless, as if he had no interest in talking to him.

"Brother?" Sam asked.

In response, Noah walked toward Meira and helped her pack her things. "Do you need to take this as well?" he pointed at the canvas.

"No. I can just cover it and work on it tomorrow," she replied, finishing arranging her things.

"Let’s go then," Noah said, and both of them walked ahead.

"Bye, Meira," Sam said.

"Bye," she said softly and watched Sam leave before them.

As Sam was gone, Noah said, "Ms. Meira, stay away from boys like him."

Boys like him? she thought and simply hummed. And then thought, In front of that boy, he called me Meira, and now calls me Ms. Meira as if he doesn’t know me.

Inside one of the cubicles, Meira was panicking. She had gotten her period but didn’t have sanitary napkins with her. I’m not used to going out, so I forgot I should carry some with me. How dumb can I be?

Half-heartedly, she sat in the car. I’ll just apologize later and clean it as well.