Married To My Billionaire Stepbrother novel Chapter 470

Chapter 470: Divorce Papers

Noah led her to the guest room and opened the door. "You can use this room. It has a washroom as well."

She nodded, only to hear him again, "I’ll get you a pair of clothes."

She hummed, and he left, only to return in a few minutes. He put the folded clothes on the bed and said, "These are my clothes. Manage with them for a while. I’ve ordered clothes for you—they will be here soon. Leave your clothes in the bathroom. I will send them for cleaning," and left.

Meira gave out a sigh of relief and headed to the washroom with everything. When she returned, she was wearing those oversized clothes—Noah’s T-shirt and pajama.

As she looked at herself in the mirror, she thought, How big he is. Two of me can fit in these comfortably.

There was a knock on the door. She opened it and found Noah there. "Come out for dinner."

Meira realised she was truly hungry. Though embarrassed in those clothes, she went out anyway. ’I should have energy before the worse starts. I hope I can return home soon, so he won’t find me a trouble.’

Both of them ate together. Meira didn’t feel like eating much, as all her focus was on returning home.

"When is my clothes arriving?" she asked, "I would be late to return."

"Ms Meira, I have informed Mr Aiden that you are here," Noah replied, focussed on his meal, "And you won’t be able to return tonight. There is a traffic accident due to sudden rain."

Meira looked towards the grand wall size window and found it was raining a lot along with the scary lightings in the sky.

"Then...."

"You are staying here tonight. I will take you back home tomorrow morning," he replied, seeing her hesitation. "You can use that same room for the night. If you need anything, you can find me here in the drawing room or the room opposite to yours."

Meira could only agree to it as there was no other way. ’I will just sleep and make through it quietly.’

Once finished eating, Noah resumed his work that he left before going to look for Meira to her university, while Meira headed to her room.

After her failed attempt at sleeping due to the terrible cramps she was feeling, Meira got out of bed. She wanted some warm water to drink, as she felt cold and her throat was dry.

Careful with slow steps, gently massaging her belly, she walked out of the room, groaning lightly from time to time.

I hope he’s sleeping.

She saw the drawing room was dark and felt relieved that Noah had gone to his room. Now she was free to stop hiding her condition and walk like the weak and sick person she truly felt like.

A figure was standing in the dim light by the glass wall of the flat, looking outside. He sensed a movement and turned around, only to see Meira heading toward the kitchen—which was open and visible from the drawing room.

In the dim light, Meira found the kettle and checked for water to heat. But just then, the kitchen light turned on, and she looked at the man standing by the switchboard.

Did I make any sound to wake him up?

Noah walked toward her and asked, "You want water?"

She nodded, and he filled the kettle with water and set it to heat for her. Then he offered her the glass and quietly observed her pale face.

Meira felt so much better just holding that warm glass in her cold palms—as if she could hold on to it the entire night.

"Thank... you..." her voice was weak.

"Are you alright?" Noah asked.

She nodded, but her expression betrayed her. As she finished drinking the water, Noah took the glass from her and said, "You don’t look well..."

Just then, Meira felt like she might lose her balance, but Noah held her. She stood, resting her head against him, and finally said, "I feel terrible."

He is so caring. Always takes care of me... even better than my nanny, Meira thought as she closed her eyes.