Substitute Bride: Utterly Pampered by Her Billionaire Husband-Chapter 1039: He Wears a Wedding Ring on His Hand

Chapter 1039: Chapter 1039: He Wears a Wedding Ring on His Hand

Leah Thorne reached out to open the back door and got in, "Sir, thank you."

Justin Xavier didn’t say a word, stepped on the accelerator, and the luxury car drove off smoothly.

...

Leah Thorne sat in the back seat, leaning against the window, and suddenly heard her stomach growling. It turned out she was hungry.

Her small hand touched her stomach, thinking she should eat something. At this moment, she noticed a thermos beside her.

Her eyes immediately lit up.

At this moment, a deep, magnetic voice with a hint of laughter came from her ear, "Want to eat?"

"Yeah," she nodded.

"Then go ahead and eat."

"Really? Thank you then." Leah picked up the thermos and opened it. Inside was a sandwich with egg and thin slices of beef, a warm bag of milk, two pieces of sushi, a few cherry tomatoes, and half a red grapefruit.

Quite a feast.

Leah took a small bite of the sandwich; it seemed to be her favorite flavor, as if it was all the things she loved to eat...

Justin Xavier glanced at her through the rearview mirror as she ate her breakfast. She ate with such elegance, not making any noise, her fair little hand holding the sandwich with small bites. A bit of sauce got on her fingertip, and she stuck out her pink little tongue to lick it off bit by bit, like a kitten.

Justin Xavier’s handsome brows and eyes were filled with affection, his Adam’s apple moved slightly, and he said, "Eating food from a stranger, aren’t you afraid I might have drugged you?"

Leah was startled and looked up at Justin Xavier in the driver’s seat.

Today he wore a black turtleneck with a dark blue coat on top, the simple and understated colors highlighted his handsome, refined, and aloof aura.

Leah found herself captivated by his gaze, which slowly came from the rearview mirror, neither in a hurry nor delayed, and he lazily hooked his lips, "Don’t you know what kind of drugs men might use on women? This car, the man’s favorite, and you, so beautiful."

When he said "beautiful," he subtly glanced over her figure.

Leah’s blood seemed to explode with a "boom," "You, you, what do you want? I, I..."

After stammering for a long time, she didn’t know what to say.

"Just enjoy your meal, I was only joking with you." Justin Xavier, in a good mood, raised his brows and smiled.

Leah let out a sigh of relief, "Sir, please don’t make these jokes so casually in the future, because I’m worried one day you might joke yourself right into a police station!"

After saying that, Leah turned her head to look out the window, ignoring him.

...

Half an hour later, the luxury car stopped at the entrance of the film set, Justin Xavier got out of the car, gentlemanly and thoughtfully opened the back door.

Leah came out, took two notes from her bag and handed them to Justin Xavier, "Here you go, one is for your fare, and the other is thanks for the breakfast."

"..." Justin Xavier looked down at those two red notes she handed him, "Are you treating me like a driver?"

Leah looked at him, "What else?"

"Have you ever seen a driver of a Maybach?"

"Rich people experiencing life by driving a Maybach, it’s not like I’ve never seen that before." Leah said, rolling up the two notes and slipping them into Justin Xavier’s coat pocket, muttering, "Rich people these days really have too much free time."

Justin Xavier, "..."

At this moment, Madame Goldie had already run over, waving her hands excitedly, "Leah! Leah! I’m your agent, Madame Goldie, do you remember me?"

Leah nodded, "Madame Goldie, of course I remember you, let’s head into the set, I remember I need to shoot ’Floating Life’."

"Alright, alright, let’s go in now." Madame Goldie led Leah into the film set.

...

On set.

Justin Xavier also followed along; now he couldn’t bear to be away from Leah Thorne for 24 hours.

Leah was rehearsing with Director Wright inside, he sat waiting on the sofa outside.

He felt sleepy, closed his eyes for a moment, and dozed off.

At this moment, someone walked over, "Miss Ford, why are you here?"

Cheryl Ford quickly made a "shh" gesture, signaling others to keep quiet.

Cheryl Ford had arrived.

Cheryl Ford looked at the sleeping Justin Xavier, then took a blanket to gently cover him.

Cheryl Ford bent down, leaning closer to Justin Xavier’s face.

She knew him, Justin Xavier, the richest man in Bayside.

He was so handsome, just like when she first saw him outside the Ford family, though his facial features were more haggard now than two months ago, but for this reason, his chiseled features were even more strikingly defined, sword-like brows to the temples, a nose like a mountain peak, making it hard to look away.

He must truly be tired, worn out during this period, as there were light shadows under his eyes. He didn’t snore like other men when he slept, his breathing was shallow, those long lashes lowered quietly, displaying an elegant charm.

Today he wore a dark blue wool coat, with black suit trousers below, his legs crossed while sleeping, side-on the edge of the suit trousers formed a beautiful, sharp arc, and on his feet were handmade black leather shoes, with black cotton socks inside.

This was a man with sophisticated tastes, like a piece of superior jade, refined and gentle, exuding a captivating allure for women.

Cheryl Ford felt her heartbeat quicken; she gently covered his broad shoulders with the blanket.

She wanted to withdraw her hand, but the man woke up, "Wife..." He reached out to grasp her wrist.

Cheryl Ford stiffened, "Pres... President Xavier..."

Justin Xavier opened his eyes, thinking it was Leah. His dark eyes were full of tenderness, but upon seeing it was her, he quickly released her hand, the softness in his eyes vanishing, his thin lips moved, and he said indifferently, "Sorry, I thought it was my wife."

Cheryl Ford stood up straight, taking two steps back, "No, no problem, President Xavier, I heard Leah is out filming, so I’m here to visit her on set."

Cheryl Ford’s face blushed red.

Her wrist, which he had held, still felt his warmth, clean and mildly warm.

Justin Xavier stood up, his right hand tucked into his pants pocket, "Is Leah still inside?"

"Yes, Leah seems to have forgotten her lines, Director Wright had to reshoot several times."

As she spoke, Cheryl Ford’s gaze fell on Justin Xavier’s left hand. On his left ring finger was a wedding ring.

A classic, elegant design with a sparkling little diamond embedded, understated yet luxurious.

She knew Justin Xavier and Leah Thorne were married, hearing him call out "wife," she couldn’t imagine what it would be like for such a man to pamper his wife.

His wife must be very happy.

Who would have thought Bayside’s richest man, Justin Xavier, had become such an exemplary husband now.

Just then, Leah came out, spotting Cheryl Ford, "Cheryl, what are you doing here?"

"Leah, I’m here to see you," Cheryl Ford said sweetly with a smile.

Justin Xavier quickly frowned, a bit displeased.