Substitute Bride: Utterly Pampered by Her Billionaire Husband-Chapter 1103: Sweet Little Side Story—A Couple of Episodes (2)
There’s a new little brother in the house, Vivi Xavier now has a brother and is an elder sister, making the household lively.
Mom is resting after giving birth, while Dad insists on taking care of the baby by himself despite everyone’s objections.
Taking care is one thing, but when Mom’s post-birth resting days ended, no one knew what Dad and Mom were doing in the room, staying inside for two hours without coming out. Meanwhile, when Grandma came to see, the little brother had wet his pants and was crying his heart out.
That very night, Grandma took the little brother away and punished Dad by making him stand in the corner to reflect.
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In Vivi’s memory, there were never any other women around Dad. More than avoiding flirty ladies, not even a female mosquito was near him because Mom was adept at managing her husband.
Once, Dad had an obligatory business dinner, and upon returning home, Mom smelled the scent of women’s perfume on Dad.
Oh dear, Mom grabbed Dad’s shirt and had a breakdown, crying beautifully with tears streaming down, even kicking off her crystal high heels.
Dad tried his best to explain; he hadn’t brought in any women, but the presidents at the dinner had, and he might have gotten perfume on him.
Mom didn’t believe him and firmly shut Dad out of the room that night, leaving Dad outside the door the whole night.
Next day, the wealthy gentleman went to work sporting dark circles under his eyes.
That evening, Dad continued coaxing Mom, who was sitting on the bed in a pink sheer nightgown that slipped off one shoulder, revealing her petal-soft skin, still fragrant from a rose petal bath, all the while crying tremulously, displaying that irresistible demeanor that men can’t resist.
Dad was swayed by the crying and wanted to pounce on Mom, but Mom drove him out once more.
On the third day, the wealthy gentleman went to work looking gloomy and unfulfilled.
That evening, Dad decisively gathered the presidents and women from the dinner and brought them to Mom, explaining one by one to prove his innocence.
Mom pursed her red lips and huffed with a soft giggle.
That night, she stood outside the door and heard the conversation inside. Mom’s voice was adorable as she said, "Sorry husband, I misunderstood you,"
"But you were at fault too; you shouldn’t go to places with women. You know I’m jealous."
"Leah can’t be without her husband, Leah loves her husband so much, her husband belongs solely to Leah."
Standing outside the door, Mom got goosebumps, but Dad was quite pleased.
Dad went to work shining, refreshed, and told the presidents, "I’m not attending any more dinners, my wife is fierce!"
Everyone knew then that the wealthy gentleman had a fierce wife, skilled in managing her husband, tidying up the wealthy gentleman thoroughly.
That battle earned Mom great achievement, and people in the circle dared not call the wealthy gentleman to be among women. If there was dinner, all women had to be cleared first.
One day, the wealthy gentleman sported ambiguous red scratches on his neck and chuckled, saying the wildcat at home is truly unbearable.
The wealthy gentleman grinned like a cat who got the cream, prompting inquiring gazes.
Mom said, to mold the husband you want, you must nip any wrong tendencies in the bud. This is the art of managing a husband!
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Of course, Dad had many interesting stories, including when Uncle Crawford and Serena’s mom came to visit.
Dad and Uncle Crawford often bickered, and each time Dad would say, "Looks like my Vivi can’t be your Crawford family’s daughter-in-law."
Uncle Crawford would quickly offer the teacup, "President Xavier, please have tea."
Dad said, "Hayden, good boy."
She knew Dad and Mom wanted her to marry into the Crawford family, but Uncle Crawford and Serena’s mom have two sons and a daughter, the eldest being Caden Crawford, reigning in Westria. She often saw Caden Crawford’s figure in TV political forums, a prodigious talent born to rule, with narrow eyes flashing indomitable sharpness and supreme arrogance. Just one glance made her think not of becoming his wife, but wanting to kneel before him.
The second son, Gael Crawford, had been unseen for many years, but legends of him filled the land.
It’s said this enigmatic figure wanders the world. One day, encountering a high official, he sighed, "Your days are numbered."
And sure enough, within three days, the official passed from a sudden illness.
One day the mysterious man met a farmer and shook his head saying, "Don’t plant anything. The red apricot in your backyard has climbed over the wall; better go fix it."
Thus, the farmer returned home to catch his wife and her lover in the act.
Should she meet this mysterious Gael Crawford, she wouldn’t want to marry but instead seek a fortune telling.
Not long ago she saw Serena’s mom’s daughter Willow Crawford. Willow was truly mesmerizing and ravishing.
Someday, who knows whose crown will rage for beauty.
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Dad spent his life blissfully; he and Mom were deeply intertwined each day. Pretentious, coquettish, spoiled, and charming, Mom always tightly gripped Dad’s heart, keeping their romance fresh regardless of long marriage years.
Of course, Dad had moments of unhappiness too, when Mom fell ill.
Actually, it was no serious illness, just ordinary cold and fever. Yet Dad would dismiss all work and stay by the bedside.
If Mom didn’t want food, Dad wouldn’t eat either. When Mom wanted food, Dad would prepare meals in various ways, and once Mom recovered, Dad was revived too.
Dad loved holding Mom tightly, burying his face in her hair, whispering, "Wife, I truly can’t be without you."
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Later, when Mom turned 30, a woman is truly mature at this age, and under Aunt Goldie’s supervision, she founded an entertainment company, initially working late and socializing a few times.
Every night Dad would be alone in the empty room, secretly calling Mom.
Dad’s excuse was always the daughter or son... like the daughter was fussing, the son was disobedient...
Every day for three hundred sixty-five days, the excuses varied, and she felt embarrassed for Dad.
At these times, Mom would rush home, only to find the daughter and son were fine and held by Dad.
Actually, Mom knew it was a lie, yet she later handed over the entertainment company to Aunt Goldie, who tearfully despaired, saying, "Leah Thorne, I’ve told you before, men are stumbling blocks on women’s success paths. You’re a thrice victorious movie queen yet playing frivolous games with men, achieving nothing!"
Dad and Mom continued to live together day by day, making agreements such as being together when needed.
From the first glance outside the Thorne family years ago to this emotional endurance, lasting eternally.
This love was never before and never again, enchanting beyond compare!
