Substitute Bride: Utterly Pampered by Her Billionaire Husband-Chapter 989: The Day After the Wedding, You Want Me to Sleep Alone?

Chapter 989: Chapter 989: The Day After the Wedding, You Want Me to Sleep Alone?

Leah Thorne sat in the president’s office chair, while Justin Xavier stood by her side. Hearing her words, he leaned down, bracing a hand on the desk, and kissed her forehead, "Mrs. Xavier, you really know how to joke."

Leah smiled, "What I said is true, all men are the same, once they’ve got something, they start to take it for granted, get tired of sleeping with it, easily distracted by other temptations, let alone a president who loves to sneak around like you."

He loves to sneak around?

Justin Xavier chuckled softly, "Mrs. Xavier, you really like to pin the blame on me. When did I ever sneak around?"

"Didn’t your eyes just wander over that pretty female subordinate’s chest and butt?"

This...

Justin couldn’t refute because he indeed did look.

He looked, and he wasn’t ashamed to admit it. He reached out and pinched Leah’s delicate chin, "Mrs. Xavier, I’m not blind. She pushed herself in front of me, so I took a glance. Not looking would mean I’m guilty. After looking, I still find her not as attractive as you. Mrs. Xavier, be good, I have no intention of having an affair."

With a "slap," Leah forcefully swatted his large hand away, "Having an affair is perfectly fine, as long as President Xavier is happy."

"Mrs. Xavier, I’ll just assume you’re jealous. Besides, this is trouble you brought upon me. If you hadn’t accused me of having strange hobbies, would I attract these nuisances?" Justin Xavier didn’t even feel angry.

Leah blinked her long lashes, her captivating black eyes showing a bit of softness, "President Xavier, I really slandered you. Would you like to see the marks on my body?"

Justin Xavier looked at her. Today she was wearing a little black dress with a small scarf tied casually around her neck, covering the love bites, but faint traces were still visible behind her ears, left by him.

Suddenly, vivid scenes from last night flashed through Justin’s mind. She was under him, crying...

His gaze turned intense and fervent. Leah, without needing to guess, knew he was thinking about those inappropriate things again. She immediately pushed a thermos bottle towards him, "I made some soup. Do you want to drink it?"

"Yes." Justin Xavier opened the thermos and began drinking the soup.

"Is it good?"

"Yes, it’s good."

"After drinking, can you take me to see my brother?"

Justin Xavier’s expression remained unchanged, and he replied with one word, "Okay."

...

Justin Xavier took Leah to a hospital. She stumbled inside, trying to push open the ICU door.

But the doctor stopped her, "Sorry, Mrs. Xavier, the patient is seriously injured and hasn’t woken up yet. He requires sterile care and cannot be visited, so you can only look from the window."

Leah’s eyes turned red, and she nodded, "Okay, I won’t go in. I’ll just look from here."

The doctor left, giving Justin Xavier a respectful nod on his way out.

Justin stood with his hands in his pockets, watching Leah. She clung to the small window on the door, tears welling in her eyes as she looked at the patient inside. She covered her mouth with her small hand, sobbing quietly.

Brother.

She thought the patient in the room was her brother.

Just then, the phone in Justin’s pocket rang. It was Laura Xavier calling.

Laura had been badly shaken at the wedding, in a coma for a long time, and only woke up in the past couple of days. She was still in the hospital.

Justin Xavier answered the phone, and Laura’s weary voice came through, "Justin, I heard you and Leah have registered your marriage. I couldn’t stop you, so I’ve accepted it. I acknowledge Leah as my daughter-in-law. Bring Leah over; I want to see you both."

Justin Xavier hung up the phone and shoved it back into his pocket. He walked to Leah’s side, touching her little head, "Don’t cry. Isn’t your brother not dead?"

"..." Leah kept her eyes inside, where her brother lay on the hospital bed, covered in tubes. She hadn’t seen him for years. Finally seeing him again, she couldn’t bear to look away. She choked up, "Can you speak properly? Do you even know how to speak? My brother is the best; he won’t die."

Justin Xavier let out a light laugh, his handsome brows showing a bit of disdain. Such deep sibling love, fine. Her brother was great, he was a god. The entire Bayside knew Mort Thorne was a doting brother. He saw Leah as a full-on brother complex.

Justin took out a handkerchief, wiping the tears from her little face, "Wipe up. You look like a little kitten now..."

Leah snatched the handkerchief and threw it at him, accusing him disdainfully, "You’re so annoying. Go away. I don’t want to see you now."

Justin Xavier, "..."

He understood. Once Mort returned, there was no place for him with Leah.

...

Leah stayed by the small window all afternoon, and Justin Xavier could only accompany her.

In the evening, Leah moved slightly and soon exclaimed, "Ouch."

Justin hurried over, a touch of anxiety in his deep voice, "What’s wrong?"

Leah’s eyes were swollen from crying, looking somewhat like a delicate pear blossom in the rain, "My foot’s asleep."

Justin Xavier reached out and scooped her up, carrying her out of the hospital.

"I don’t want to leave. I want to stay here with my brother!" Leah quickly struggled.

Justin Xavier smiled, but the smile was dangerous, "Mrs. Xavier, don’t you have any sense of being a wife? It’s just the second day after the wedding, and you want your husband to sleep alone?"

"I just want to stay with my brother!"

"Then who will stay with me? Mrs. Xavier, right now you belong to me!"

"My brother..."

"If you keep mentioning your brother, do you believe I’ll pull out the tubes attached to him and throw him onto the street?"

"..." Leah gasped in shock, looking at him with disbelief. He...he was simply inhuman!

Justin Xavier placed her in the passenger seat of the Maybach, fastened her seatbelt, and drove away.

Leah felt emotionally drained today, a mix of great joy and sorrow, and now with reuniting with her brother, she dared not easily cross Justin Xavier.

However, she soon realized the route wasn’t leading home. She turned and asked, "Where are you taking me?"

"To another hospital. My mom wants to see you."

His mom?

Laura Xavier?

Leah’s delicate features turned cold, "Can I refuse?"

"No."

"Oh." Leah obediently shut up, saying no more.

...

In the hospital.

Laura lay in the hospital bed, her face pale as a sheet of paper. Years of deeply held hatred and beliefs had suddenly collapsed, leaving her looking 20 years older.

Leah’s small hand was held firmly in Justin Xavier’s palm as she stood obediently behind him to perform and let Laura see.

Laura looked at her son, then at Leah, "Since you’re married now, I have nothing more to say. But I have one request: I want a grandchild!"