Substitute Bride: Utterly Pampered by Her Billionaire Husband-Chapter 1038: In the End, She Still Forgot Him
"But, but no matter how painful it is, I can’t let go of your hand. I once let go of your hand, and I never want to let go again..."
Leah Thorne’s delicate shoulders trembled as she covered her face and sobbed, "Husband, I’m sorry, really sorry... I’m in so much pain, so much discomfort, I feel like I can’t hold on any longer."
"Wife," Justin Xavier showered her little face with kisses, "Wife, can you hold on for me and the baby? Our baby is very healthy, he’s always been here, feel him, okay?"
Justin Xavier placed her small hand on her belly.
His fingertips interlaced with hers, gently guiding her hand around her belly.
Tears instantly flowed from Leah Thorne’s eyes.
Justin Xavier leaned down to kiss her tears, murmuring as he kissed, "Can you feel it, wife? Our baby wants to be born, he wants to come into this world... I also want to be a dad, and I will be a good dad, I will love him dearly..."
"These days when you’re in pain, I feel pain too. Every day when you can’t eat, I can’t eat either... Every night when you can’t sleep, I can’t fall asleep... When you’re sad, I feel like the next moment I’ll be so sad I’ll die... I’ve never felt life could be so hard, on the brink of despair..."
"But, we’re still here... So wife, you don’t want to give up on us, I and the baby need you... We can’t do without you..."
Leah Thorne sobbed, choked up, unsure of what to say.
She felt guilty; she should apologize to daddy, mommy, and brother, but she couldn’t bear it.
If she left, what would happen to Justin Xavier left in this world?
What would happen to the baby in her belly?
In nightmares, she had once clenched her fists and punched her belly, not wanting this child. She had also reached out to push him away, not wanting him either. How could she save others when she couldn’t even save herself?
Justin Xavier cupped her little face in his hands, her face now so small and pitiful, hardly enough for even one of his palms. "Wife, no more crying, okay? I’m going to take it as a yes. Let me make you a bowl of noodles, try to eat a few bites, okay?"
Leah Thorne looked into his gentle eyes, he was exhausted these days, with red bloodshot eyes, and dark circles beneath them, seeing him like this broke her heart.
"Okay." Leah Thorne nodded.
...
The delicious noodles arrived quickly. Leah Thorne sat on the bed, with Justin Xavier placing a soft pillow behind her back.
He picked up two strands of noodles with chopsticks and, because they were hot, he blew on them and then brought them to her lips.
Leah Thorne ate them, slowly chewing.
"Does it taste good?" the man asked.
Leah Thorne curled her lips into a gentle, water-like smile, "Yes, it’s delicious."
She swallowed.
A few seconds later, she frowned, her delicate white hand touched her chest, a sign she wanted to vomit.
She bent over to vomit, but at that moment, her soft body was embraced by the man, her red lips blocked as he kissed her.
Leah Thorne grasped his chest sweater with her little hands, as his clean, refreshing scent invaded her, suppressing the discomfort in her chest. She closed her eyes and let him kiss her for a while.
"Feeling better?" he asked.
"Yes." She nodded.
This time he didn’t use chopsticks, but bit off a bit of the noodles himself, then fed them to her mouth, leaving only when she swallowed without wanting to vomit.
Leah Thorne leaned lazily against the headboard, her eyes too sleepy to open. Dazed, she let him kiss and feed her, then when she opened her eyes again, it was already the next morning.
Leah Thorne’s condition began to improve, she started eating, no longer vomiting, then she started getting out of bed, opening the curtains to bathe in the glaring sunlight.
In half a month, she physically recovered quite well, the little guy inside her thrived again, but she hadn’t regained her memories; she still forgot things and people.
One early morning.
Justin Xavier prepared breakfast in the kitchen, prepared to call Leah Thorne from upstairs.
Halfway up the stairs, the bedroom door opened, and Leah Thorne came out holding a bag.
Justin Xavier’s handsome face immediately broke into a smile, "Wif..."
The word "wife" was left unspoken, replaced by a shriek from Leah Thorne, "Ah, who are you, what are you doing in my house?"
Justin Xavier’s tall frame shuddered, knowing this day had finally come, Leah Thorne had forgotten him.
She no longer knew who he was.
Leah Thorne was shocked, when she woke up, it was half-past seven, she remembered she needed to go to the set, but who knew that on opening the door, she’d encounter this stranger.
She held the bag in front of her, alert eyes watching him carefully.
Justin Xavier looked seriously at her, seeing her eyes filled with unfamiliarity. Today, she finally forgot him.
Justin Xavier showed no expression, turned, and walked down the stairs to the dining room, speaking softly, "Come have breakfast."
Leah Thorne followed, "Who exactly are you?"
"I’m your... roommate."
Roommate?
Leah Thorne immediately raised an eyebrow, "How could I, a famous actress, be reduced to having a roommate? Am I no longer popular?"
Leah Thorne found this man extremely strange, feeling she shouldn’t stay here long, as such a beautiful woman as herself would make any man have thoughts. For safety, she quickly left the apartment.
...
Upon reaching the street, Leah Thorne halted, turning her head in every direction. Where was she supposed to go?
She forgot which way to go, forgot what she needed to do.
At this moment, a silver-gray Maybach slowly approached on the street, with Justin Xavier looking at her through the car window. In the winter, she wore a short white down jacket, black leggings, with a stylish handbag slung over her shoulder, looking clean and soft.
In the half-month, he had taken good care of her, she had regained some vitality.
Though her small belly remained flat, not yet showing.
He wasn’t worried her pants were too tight; the clothes in the closet were all prepared by him, with adjustable waist buttons.
But looking at her now, his heart felt a pang; she was so bewildered, standing lost, head bowed. At this moment, she was like a little girl abandoned on the street, not knowing where to go.
Justin Xavier turned the steering wheel, slowly stopping the car in front of her.
The window rolled down, he said, "Get in."
Hearing a voice, Leah Thorne lifted her head, seeing Justin Xavier; her eyes blank and confused, "Who are you? Are you talking to me?"
Justin Xavier felt his entire heart sink; just ten minutes ago in the apartment she had seen him, now she had forgotten.
Justin Xavier paused for two seconds, then spoke, "Aren’t you going to the set? I’ll take you there."
Upon hearing the word "set," Leah Thorne immediately patted her forehead, right, she had to go to the set, how could she forget?
