Substitute Bride: Utterly Pampered by Her Billionaire Husband-Chapter 999: I’ll Be Waiting for You in Hell
Justin Xavier’s black pupils contracted fiercely; he hadn’t expected her to say such a thing.
She said that if she ever found out he loved her, that knife would be driven into her heart, and the greatest punishment for him would be for him to lose her!
Justin Xavier watched her, red blood vessels spreading in the corners of his long eyes. After a while, he said hoarsely, "Then you’ll never wait for that day because I don’t love you."
He said he didn’t love her.
There were no longer any waves in Leah Thorne’s heart; her love had been wasted in vain for ten years. Once, she loved him deeply, but now, all that remained was hatred.
At this moment, Justin Xavier forcefully grabbed the knife from her hand.
With a sound, the blood-stained knife was discarded on the carpet.
Justin Xavier got up, sat on the edge of the bed, and casually grabbed a few tissues to press against his wound.
"Justin Xavier, let’s divorce," Leah Thorne said softly.
Justin Xavier’s handsome body suddenly stiffened. He then turned his head to look at her, his throat rolling as he spoke, "Talking about divorce on the third day of marriage, Mrs. Xavier, do you think it’s appropriate? Besides, you have no choice in this marriage. Even if there comes a day for divorce, it can only be initiated by me, not you, understand?"
Leah Thorne laid on the bed looking at him, curling her crimson lips, "Justin Xavier, are you still going to continue deceiving me? Are you still not planning to tell me the truth?"
Justin Xavier quickly furrowed his brows, realizing something was wrong. Tonight, Leah Thorne was acting unusual. Logically, with her brother Mort Thorne in his grip, she wouldn’t dare.
Unless she already knew the truth...
"Justin Xavier, I sneaked into that intensive care unit today. You know how much I miss my brother. I thought my brother was still alive. As long as he was alive, I wouldn’t be alone. I’d have a home, courage, and determination to live well, but... When I reached out to remove the bandages on that person’s face, guess what, guess what I saw? That wasn’t my brother; it was not him at all. Ha, haha, this is simply ridiculous..."
Justin Xavier’s heart skipped a beat. All his guesses were confirmed at this moment; she knew, she still found out.
Sure enough, as soon as she realized it wasn’t her brother, she immediately proposed divorce.
"Who told you all this?" Justin Xavier asked in a deep voice.
"Your grandfather, your good grandfather told me!" As she spoke, Leah Thorne handed him the text message on her phone for him to see, "Take a look yourself. This time, I really have to thank your grandfather. If it weren’t for him, I wouldn’t have known you were such a vile and shameless scoundrel. You’re a big liar. You used my brother’s photo to trick me into marriage. Justin Xavier, I hate you, I hate everyone in the Xavier family!"
Justin Xavier glanced down at the text message, his lips already pressed into a cold, pale line.
The atmosphere was silent for a few seconds. He raised his hand to hold her shoulder, "Leah, I..."
"Don’t touch me!" Leah Thorne recoiled, avoiding his touch, her eyes filled with disgust and aversion for him. Her bloodshot eyes stared at him, saying word by word, "Justin Xavier, in my lifetime, there will never be a day of reconciliation with you and the Xavier family. I’ll be waiting for you in hell!"
She vowed, I’d be waiting for you in hell!
Justin Xavier froze like that; he knew she wasn’t joking. Mort Thorne had become the last straw that broke her, and she was already in a living hell.
She hated the Xavier family, and she hated him.
He and she eventually reached this point.
Justin Xavier took a deep breath and after a long while said, "You’ve made enough trouble tonight, sleep early. Leah, nothing will change. You are still my Mrs. Xavier. Until I plan a divorce, don’t mention that word again."
With that, Justin stood up and shouted forcefully, "Where are the people? Are they all dead somewhere?"
The door immediately opened and the maids rushed in, trembling.
"Sir... Sir, what are your orders?"
"Where did Mrs. Xavier get the knife? From today, confiscate all the knives and sharp tools in the house. Next time Mrs. Xavier grabs dangerous items, she’ll face consequences herself!"
The maid was trembling with cold sweat, "Yes, sir."
"Mrs. Xavier hasn’t been feeling well lately, prohibit her from leaving the house and no guests are allowed to disturb her. Both the inside and outside of this villa will be guarded by bodyguards. If Mrs. Xavier escapes, you know the consequences!"
Is she going to be grounded?
The maids dare not think too much, quickly nodding repeatedly, "Yes."
"Clean up the room a bit, everyone else get out!" With that, Justin Xavier kicked the bathroom door open and went to take a cold shower.
...
The sheets and carpets in the bedroom were all replaced with new ones, and an air purifier was placed; there were no signs of chaos, as if nothing had just happened.
Leah Thorne lay on the bed; just now, her phone had also been confiscated.
Justin Xavier had confined her in this villa, cutting off all her connections with the outside world.
Justin Xavier was a man with extremely keen instincts; he could make decisive judgments and swiftly take all preventive measures, keeping control over everything.
Then came the sound of "click" as the bathroom door opened; he had come out after showering in cold water.
Leah Thorne lay on her side, feeling the side of the bed sink; it was him lying over.
Soon, her soft waist was tightly embraced, Justin Xavier’s strong arm coming around to hold her from behind, his thin lips falling on her face and hair.
Leah Thorne glanced at him; his wound was deep, but it hadn’t been treated, only crudely wrapped with white bandages.
After showering just now, his body temperature was still hot, evident of Laura Xavier’s hefty investment to ensure her son consumed the best tonic for a grandson.
Justin Xavier pressed her and kissed for a while, then reached to pull open her collar...
Leah Thorne moved a bit, trying to struggle.
At this moment, his ominous, raspy voice came by her ear, "Do I have to tie you up?"
Leah Thorne stopped moving, she gently closed her eyes, letting him do as he pleased.
...
Midnight, Justin Xavier suddenly awoke, finding his arms empty; she was gone.
Leah Thorne had disappeared.
Justin Xavier instantly sat up, his forehead breaking into a cold sweat. He threw off the covers and got out of bed, not even bothering to put on shoes, he ran out barefoot.
He was going to call for help.
But soon he stopped in his tracks, because he sharply noticed the wardrobe door had been opened.
Justin Xavier walked over and opened the wardrobe door, inside was pitch black, and in a corner, he found Leah Thorne.
Leah Thorne was curled into a small ball, had fallen asleep leaning against the corner of the wardrobe.
She got up in the middle of the night and fell asleep here.
She was now unable to sleep peacefully in his arms.
