Leah didn’t open her mouth. The first words she spoke since waking up were, "Is my brother... dead?"
She asked, is her brother dead?
Justin Xavier lowered his handso eyes, his whole being shrouded in darkness, "We didn’t find anyone at the scene, but there was a lot of blood. Through DNA comparison, we can be sure that it was... your brother."
Oh.
She understood now, her brother was indeed dead.
"Leah, I will continue to look for your brother’s whereabouts. You should eat sothing first; even if you don’t eat, the baby needs to. The baby is so strong, never giving up even in desperate situations, so you won’t give up on the baby, right?"
Leah’s face was very pale, and the faint blue veins under her skin were visible. She remained quiet and even opened her mouth silently to eat the millet porridge that Justin fed her.
After eating half a bowl of porridge, Leah shook her head, "I’m full, I don’t want to eat anymore."
Justin wiped the corner of her lips with a tissue, "Alright, then lie down and rest for a while."
"Did my brother send sothing to before he left?" Leah suddenly asked.
Laura Xavier ntioned that her brother had a secret docunt of the Xavier family.
Justin had been staying in the hospital these past few days, unaware of these matters, but since Leah asked, he took out his phone, "I’ll make a call to find out."
He dialed to the villa, and a maid answered, "Sir, there’s no package sent to Mrs. Xavier, but today we received a package addressed to you."
The brother’s package wasn’t sent to Leah, but to Justin Xavier.
Justin glanced at Leah, "Send the package over right away."
"Yes, sir."
Soon the maid arrived and handed over the package, "Sir, here is what you requested."
Justin opened the package directly and took out its contents.
Inside was a sealed file bag and a note with large, flamboyant characters from Cain Shaw.
"What did my brother write?" Leah’s gaze fell on the note.
Justin lowered his handso eyelids to read it, then handed the note to Leah.
Leah took it and looked down, only to see the note read, "Let bygones be bygones between the Thorne and Xavier families, and the Thorne family’s daughter is married with this secret docunt as a dowry, in exchange for a lifeti of love and cherishing for Leah."
Leah read these words over and over again, unwilling to let go. Soon, tears dripped onto the note from her eyes, blurring her vision.
Laura Xavier was right; her brother indeed had a secret docunt of the Xavier family. However, this secret docunt was not given to her, nor exposed to the public, but sent to Justin Xavier, inside that sealed file bag.
Her brother used the secret docunt as a dowry, marrying the daughter of the Thorne family to the Xavier family, in exchange for a lifeti of love and cherishnt for her.
Leah tightly clutched the note, then curled her knees, burying her tear-streaked face into them, her delicate shoulders trembling violently as she cried uncontrollably.
Justin stood motionless at the bedside, watching Leah as she was now, wanting desperately to step forward and gently embrace her, to comfort her softly, but he couldn’t move.
He knew that the distance of those few steps had already beco an insurmountable chasm between them, one he feared he could never cross for the rest of his life.
...
Leah returned to the villa with Justin, who significantly reduced his work commitnts to spend more ti with Leah and the baby.
Leah mainly stayed bedridden for rest, and Justin bought nurous books, from culinary training manuals to "365 Days to Becoming a Culinary God", "Chinese Cuisine", and "Pampering a Wife’s Taste Buds"... He began cooking himself.
The maid ca in, "Madam, you can co downstairs to eat. It’s important for a pregnant woman to move around a bit, and today Sir has been busy in the kitchen preparing dinner for you."
The maid felt full of envy; after all, n like Justin Xavier, with such status and power, who personally cooked for their wives, were truly rare, practically national treasures.
Leah nodded, "Okay, I’ll go down in a bit."
Leah got out of bed and walked into the bathroom, where she turned on the tap to splash cold water.
Just then, the bathroom window suddenly opened, and a gust of cold wind blew in.
Leah stood straight, looking up. Outside, the icy wind howled; it was the coldest, most unbearable ti of the year.
Leah slowly walked to the window, rembering... all departures happened at such tis.
Another season of farewell.
Leah raised her hand, wanting to touch the cold wind outside. But just as she raised her hand, she heard a clink, sothing fell onto the marble floor.
Leah’s expression froze; she looked down at her right hand, discovering that the wedding ring on her ring finger had sohow slipped off and fallen to the ground.
This wedding ring was placed on her finger by Justin Xavier. He had said that the ring used a special craftsmanship, making it impossible to remove once worn.
She had tried many thods in the past, but had never succeeded in removing the ring.
Now, as she raised her hand, the ring had actually slipped off.
Leah looked dully at her now bare finger, then at the wedding ring on the floor.
The ring lay quietly there, gleaming.
Leah walked over, bent down, and reached out to pick it up.
In the next mont, her fingers stiffened, her entire being frozen.
Because she saw tiny letters etched on the inside of the ring, so small that she had never noticed them before.
Now she could see clearly, J-love-L.
Justin loves Leah.
These letters were etched crookedly, likely inscribed personally by Justin Xavier. In the deep love buried by the grudges of the previous generation, he had engraved it on this wedding ring, turning love into eternity.
Justin loves Leah.
This was the first ti he said he loved her; he said he loves her.
Leah’s fingers curled slightly, then she picked up the ring in her palm. She finally understood, she loves him.
...
Justin was cooking when suddenly two small hands wrapped around him from behind, hugging his toned waist.
Justin stiffened, because he knew without turning around that it was Leah behind him.
Leah hugged him tightly.
Ever since Mort Thorne’s accident, every day between them had been filled with gloomy skies. He never dared to hope she would ever initiate hugging him again.
Then from behind ca Leah’s charming voice, "Chef Xavier, what are you making that’s delicious?"
Justin turned around, seeing Leah’s small face with its palm-sized features, smiling at him with curved brows.
She was smiling at him.
Justin was stunned, unsure of how to respond.
"Chef Xavier, you’re so busy you’re dazed." Leah raised her small hand to caringly touch his forehead.
Justin was truly flattered, quickly grasping Leah’s small hand, "Leah, are you feeling better?"
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