Substitute Bride: Utterly Pampered by Her Billionaire Husband-Chapter 995: Locked the Bedroom Door from Inside
The taxi stopped outside the villa, Leah Thorne got out of the car, she felt very cold, as if icy raindrops had fallen on her body.
Leah looked up, not knowing when, the sky had already started to rain.
The rain was heavy, hitting her body cold and painful, and it didn’t take long for her clothes to get soaked.
She absentmindedly reached out her hand to catch the raindrops.
At this moment, a large hand suddenly reached over, grabbing her small hand, and a breathless voice came beside her ear, "Leah, what are you doing, you’re a grown-up, is getting drenched in the rain really that fun?"
Leah looked up, Justin Xavier had come out.
He was holding a black umbrella, and now the umbrella was covering her head. He grabbed her small hand and pulled her over, handsome brows covered with a layer of gloom and displeasure, "Get inside quickly, don’t make me angry."
Leah was stunned for two seconds, "But, I haven’t paid the fare yet, I forgot to bring money."
Leah patted her empty bag.
Justin laughed in frustration, he paid the fare for her.
When he turned his head, the person beside him was already gone, Leah had left the protection of his black umbrella, walking slowly step by step into the pouring rain, heading towards the villa.
Justin stiffened, his thin lips tightened into a line.
...
Inside the villa.
Leah went into the master bedroom for a hot shower. Justin inexplicably felt a bit uneasy and irritable, a feeling that had been lingering around him lately.
Justin took out his phone and called the doctor at the hospital, "Did my wife have any unusual behavior at the hospital today?"
"No, President Xavier, Mrs. Xavier was just usual today at the hospital."
"Got it."
Justin hung up the phone, and then footsteps came from the stairs, Leah came downstairs.
Leah had finished showering, wearing a sweater, her long hair lazily scattered, her complexion not much different from usual, just a bit pale.
Justin walked over, holding her small hand, "Why are your hands so cold, did you get wet and catch a cold? I’ll get you some cold medicine to drink."
Leah glanced up at him, "President Xavier, have you noticed you’ve become naggy?"
Justin pinched her little cheek, then went into the living room to prepare the medicine.
Leah watched his busy back, devoid of any warmth in her eyes, she turned around and poured herself a glass of water.
At this moment, sounds came from the kitchen, it was the maid and Carol.
The maid said anxiously, "Carol, what did you add to the master’s stew? If the master finds out, the consequences will be very serious."
Carol replied boldly, "This is the Madam’s order, to nourish the master, why are you, a servant, worrying so much? Just pretend you didn’t see anything."
After saying this, Carol sashayed out with the stew.
As soon as she came out, Carol bumped into Leah, and the two exchanged glances.
Carol hadn’t expected Leah to be outside, which meant Leah had heard her adding something to the stew. Would she tell Justin and ruin her plans?
Carol looked at Leah nervously and stammered, "Ma... Madam..."
Leah gave Carol a cold glance, then drank the water from her cup.
At that moment, Justin came over, took the cup from her hand, and handed her the cold medicine, "Hurry and drink the cold medicine."
"Oh." Leah didn’t say anything and obediently took the cold medicine, drinking it all.
Carol felt uneasy, secretly watching Leah, afraid she’d report it, but strangely, Leah didn’t say anything.
Did Leah not care that she added medicine to Justin’s soup?
After all, Justin was her husband.
Leah pushed the empty cup to Justin, raised her hand to lazily brush back the locks by her cheek, "Let’s have dinner, I’m hungry."
...
In the dining room.
Justin and Leah started eating dinner, Carol brought the stew, one bowl for each person.
"Sir, Madam, this is the stew Madam ordered for you, drink it while it’s hot," Carol said.
Justin watched Leah, lately her appetite had been small, although hungry, she only ate a bit of rice.
Then Leah looked over, curled her lips, "President, why are you looking at me, hurry and drink the soup."
Saying that, Leah picked up a small spoon, took a sip of the soup, her eyes curved with a smile as she praised, "President, your mom’s stew is really delicious, very flavorful."
Justin also picked up a small spoon and tasted a sip.
Leah asked, "Is it good?"
Justin nodded, "Yes, it’s good."
The dinner ended, Leah walked upstairs, "President, you still need to work in the study, I’ll go to bed first."
Justin stretched out his strong arm to wrap around her slender waist, letting his thin lips fall on her cheek, "I’ll accompany you."
Leah coquettishly raised her delicate eyebrows at him, "President, it’s my time of the month, I can’t play with you, otherwise I’ll easily get gynecological issues. If you have needs, go play with someone else."
Leah’s seductive eyes subtly glanced at Carol.
Justin punitively pinched her soft waist.
Agh!
Leah furrowed her brows in pain, tenderly yelping in his arms.
This sound made Justin’s strong waist go numb. He always thought Leah had the potential to be a voice actress, just she wasn’t willing to make noise, but once she was willing, it could drive a man crazy.
Justin’s dark eyes burned intensely as he pulled her into his arms.
"President, you’re really rough, so annoying, let me go! You’re hurting me!" Leah twisted her snake-like waist, slipping right from his embrace.
Justin tried to grab her.
But Leah quickly moved into the master bedroom, closing the door behind her.
Left at the closed door, Justin, "..."
Was she trying to start a fire and then run?
Justin stood with hands on hips, licking his dry thin lips with the tip of his tongue, this time she initiated the spark, knowing full well he had a wolfish nature, not to be given even a little sweetness.
Coming during her time and still teasing, she must be punishing him.
...
In the master bedroom.
Leah knew he was still outside, her dense lashes fell like a screen, and the smile on her face slowly turned cold.
She reached out and locked the bedroom door.
...
Justin stood outside for a while, then went to the study, he had a pile of documents to handle.
Lately, his work-life circle was structured, coming back early, spending much time working from home.
In truth, he really wanted to move the documents to the master bedroom, have her lie on his lap as he reviewed documents, always feeling that was the happiness of married life.
He felt he truly was quite clingy.
Justin wondered if he was overthinking, he only felt his throat hot, body temperature rising, he tugged at the tie around his neck.
