Substitute Bride: Utterly Pampered by Her Billionaire Husband-Chapter 1001: Taking It Out on the Woman

Justin Xavier’s right cheek immediately bore a mark.

Still not satisfied, Simon Ford charged forward and grabbed Justin Xavier by the collar, "Justin Xavier, I’ll say it again, hand Leah over!"

Justin Xavier reached out and wiped the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand; he was actually bleeding from being hit.

Heh.

He pressed his tongue against his right cheek to ease the tension, then looked up at Simon Ford with a smirk, "Young Master Ford, if I don’t teach you a lesson, you might forget who your grandfather is!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Justin Xavier suddenly stood up and landed a punch on Simon Ford’s face.

The two men immediately got into a scuffle.

The personal secretary didn’t dare leave, waiting outside nervously, soon hearing sounds of fighting inside.

"Should we... should we check inside? What if... what if the boss gets hurt?" a subordinate nervously asked the personal secretary.

The personal secretary stood still, looking calm, and said, "Don’t worry, the boss has never lost when it comes to fighting for a woman. We’ve got this."

Subordinates, "..."

A few minutes later, the office door opened, and the victor emerged; it was Justin Xavier!

Justin Xavier came out.

The personal secretary quickly stepped forward and handed over a clean handkerchief, "Boss, are you okay?"

Justin Xavier’s handsome face had taken a punch, and his clothes were wrinkled, but he was very composed. No worries, we won decisively in this battle.

Justin Xavier gracefully took the handkerchief and wiped his hands. Inside, there were groans, revealing Simon Ford lying on the ground in defeat.

Yet Simon Ford wouldn’t admit defeat, struggling to get up, tottering forward to continue the fight with Justin Xavier, "Justin Xavier, don’t you dare leave..."

Justin Xavier turned, his cold eyes overflowing with a hint of disdain as he looked at Simon Ford, "Sorry, Young Master Ford, I’ve already sparred with you today. Next, I can’t play with you anymore; after all, my Mrs. Xavier is waiting at home for me. We’re newlyweds, and every moment is precious."

With that, Justin Xavier turned and left.

Simon Ford, infuriated by "every moment is precious," felt his head spinning, "Justin Xavier, you... you bully!"

With a roar, Simon Ford collapsed.

...

Justin Xavier returned to the villa, and the maid opened the door, "Sir, you’re back?" 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

"Yes, where’s Mrs. Xavier?" Justin Xavier looked up but didn’t find anyone.

"Mrs. Xavier is in her room, already asleep."

"Has she thought about escaping?"

The maid shook her head, "No, Mrs. Xavier has been very obedient. She probably knows... even if she wanted to, she couldn’t escape..."

The villa’s perimeter is heavily guarded with layers of security; Leah wouldn’t be able to escape even if she had wings.

"Understood." Justin Xavier went straight up the stairs.

He opened the master bedroom door and walked in, immediately spotting Leah on the large bed, her shiny locks softly flowing down as she slept.

Every night she obediently lay on the bed, but when he awoke in the night, she was no longer in his arms.

She still hid in that dark wardrobe to sleep, curled up alone. He’d thought about having the maid remove the wardrobe, but he didn’t dare.

He feared that if it were removed, she’d hide somewhere he couldn’t find her.

She’d been obedient these past few days, eating and sleeping quietly, but she no longer spoke to him.

Justin Xavier sat on the bed, reaching out with his slender fingers to gently stroke her soft and appealing little face.

Leah wore a silk nightgown, black, with the thin strap on her delicate shoulder slipping off as she lay on her side. Her long, slender legs were curled together. Even when doing nothing, her unintentional sleeping posture was more striking and seductive than any limited edition scenes Justin had seen in his youth.

Justin Xavier leaned down and passionately kissed her red lips.

Leah felt breathless, as if a heavy stone pressed upon her, her lashes fluttered slightly as she frowned and opened her eyes, Justin Xavier’s handsome face filling her vision.

Her small hands quickly pressed against his chest to push him away, "Justin Xavier, don’t touch me!"

"Awake?" Justin Xavier forcefully held her in his arms, his heated breath washing over her delicate skin with a fatal danger, "Are you better now? I’ve waited for you for several days, I can’t wait any longer."

Leah’s monthly issue had indeed passed, and he kept track of it, refusing to let himself go without.

Leah noticed the marks on his face, like he’d been hit, "Did you get into a fight?"

"Yeah, your lover Simon Ford barged into my office and punched me without even saying hello."

In the art of acting, Justin Xavier displayed his surprising talent. If Simon Ford or the personal secretary had been present, they’d be astounded. How could he portray himself as so innocent and pitiful?

Leah completely ignored his acting; they were peers, and her skills weren’t inferior to his, "Serves you right, Simon Ford was right to hit you, you’re just someone who needs a good beating!"

As she spoke, Leah attempted to push him away again, "Justin Xavier, don’t be so low; you got beaten up outside and now you’re taking it out on a woman!"

"Heh," Justin Xavier let out a deep chuckle from his throat, "I’m taking it out on you. Why did your lover make me unhappy?"

Lover?

What’s wrong with him?

"Justin Xavier, let me go, have you found some joy in rape? Are you endlessly enjoying it?"

With just three fingers, Justin Xavier pinned her wrists above her head, then swiftly unbuckled his belt, "Shush, Mrs. Xavier, don’t resist, I’ve held back for too long..."

Leah’s forehead suddenly hit the headboard.

Soon he wrapped her head in his large palm, pulling her back, Leah’s eyes unfocused as she stared at the crystal chandelier above her. She suddenly realized that, for someone with such a cleanliness obsession, he was in such a rush he didn’t even bother to shower before...

...

She had no idea how much time had passed; Leah was once again cradled within that warm and robust chest, and the sated Justin Xavier had fallen asleep.

Leah gently shifted, slipping out of his embrace, then reached for the phone he had left on the bedside table.

She sent a text to Mr. Ford: "I agree to cooperate with you."

Once the message was sent successfully, Leah deleted it and put the phone back.

She got out of bed and went to the dresser, taking out the martial arts manual from Seraphina Linden that had been sent to her.

This manual had an interesting page about how to punish a man with castration.