Justin Xavier turned away dimly, preparing to return to his room.
"Hey, Justin!" Leah Thorne quickly called out to him, "Then...why don’t you just sleep with us."
At this, Justin finally curved his thin lips into a smile. He held Leah’s soft little hand, "Co on, let’s go back to the room and sleep."
Leah inexplicably felt as if she was letting a wolf into the house.
...
On the big bed, Leah placed little Vivi in the middle between them, and she lay down inside.
Justin lovingly looked at his daughter, kissed her little face, and then looked up at Leah, "Let Vivi sleep inside."
The room was dimly lit with a soft yellow light. When he looked up, his gaze was dark and intense. Leah felt that he was like a leopard gracefully strolling through the forest, closing in step by step, ready to seize the mont and devour her, a stark contrast to the remorseful and dejected man outside the door a mont before.
If little Vivi sleeps inside, then he and she would be sleeping together.
Leah outright refused, "No."
"Then later, when you breastfeed our daughter, don’t bla for peeking," Justin said.
"..." Leah thought, you’re ruthless.
She picked up little Vivi, placed her inside, then lay in the middle, but turned to face away from Justin.
Leah didn’t dare fall into a deep sleep; she was still very wary of Justin behind her. But after a while, when he didn’t make any further moves, she finally relaxed and closed her eyes.
In a sleepy daze, she felt a strong arm wrap around her, holding her slender waist. The man behind her ca close, embracing her.
Leah shivered slightly, eyes groggy, protesting softly, "Don’t hold ...go sleep by yourself..."
Justin’s low, hoarse voice murmured in her ear, coaxing softly, "I won’t do anything, I just want to sleep while holding you, Mrs. Xavier, don’t refuse ."
Even if Leah wanted to refuse, it was of no use, because he clearly had no intention of letting go. She was very sleepy now, and rembering his physical condition, she allowed him to hold her.
"Justin..." she called his na.
Justin hadn’t slept at all. Everything felt too perfect now — his daughter by his side, her in his arms. She was still as lovely as a flower, with a soft body easily overwheld, and even after having their child, her voice carried a soft charm when she called his na, making him unable to resist.
"Hmm?" he responded.
"Your body... can’t stay like this forever. Let’s have a doctor co over tomorrow and start treatnt."
Justin’s body had actually recovered, but he had to act, so he nodded, "Okay."
Leah said no more.
"Leah..." he called her once more.
"Hmm?"
"Do you... still have nightmares?" This was what Justin cared about the most, fearing that her mories returning might cause her psychological issues to co back.
Leah didn’t open her eyes. After a long pause, she whispered, "No, I don’t."
She no longer had nightmares.
Her brother’s rebirth, his love, little Vivi’s arrival, and the slow life in The Riverlands had already healed her.
It had been a very long ti since she last had a nightmare.
Justin closed his eyes, his thin lips landed on her face, kissing repeatedly. The imnse joy of regaining what was lost filled his entire chest; he knew she was never going to leave him.
She couldn’t bear to leave him.
He had ticulously plotted, showering her with the love of the entire city, enclosing her by his side, making her fall in love with him.
His scheming had ultimately won her over; this love was in their bones, inseparable for life.
Inseparable.
At this ti, a tender, babbling voice sounded, little Vivi moved, hungry, and cuddled into her mother’s arms, seeking to eat.
Leah quickly pushed Justin away, her voice carrying a hint of teasing reproach, "Turn around, no peeking."
Justin was a little unwilling, but for the sake of the long term, he let go of Leah and lay on his back.
The rustling sound of clothes ca, and soon little Vivi was contentedly breastfeeding.
Justin couldn’t sleep. His adam’s apple bobbed up and down; all his attention was drawn in, each second was torturous.
Hiss.
Soon Leah let out a painful moan.
Justin’s heart stirred, he quickly leaned over, hoarsely asking, "What’s wrong, did Vivi bite you again?"
Leah didn’t expect him to co over suddenly. She imdiately pulled the blanket to cover herself, "Go away."
"..." Being dismissed, Justin had to move away.
Little Vivi, full and satisfied, went back to sleep, but Leah couldn’t sleep; she was producing plenty of milk, and little Vivi couldn’t finish it, so her chest felt very full.
Gradually, it beca as hard as a rock, and like last ti, it started to leak out, wetting her clothes.
At this ti, she needed to use that breastfeeding device to relieve it, sothing Leah usually took care of, but with Justin there tonight, it felt inconvenient.
Leah wanted to go to the bathroom to handle it, so she stirred, planning to get up. At this mont, Justin quickly said, "What do you need? Is it this?"
Justin brought sothing over and handed it to Leah.
Leah saw it was the breastfeeding device.
Blood rushed to her head, and Leah got angry imdiately. He must have seen it on the surveillance video, which is why he could hand it to her so conveniently.
Leah picked up the breastfeeding device and angrily threw it at him.
Justin knew he had been exposed but looked at the broken device nonchalantly, then looked at Leah, "Well, the thing is broken now."
Leah: "..."
Justin’s tall figure leaned closer, the corners of his narrow eyes lifted in a charming, devilish manner of a mature man, he smiled, "Mrs. Xavier, you gave this opportunity."
What does that an?
Leah still didn’t understand his intention, but her eyelid twitched because she saw in Justin’s deanor the sa domineering, forceful, lustful, and wicked look from before!
The old Justin seed to have returned.
"What...what do you want to do?"
Justin: "The device is broken, now let help you."
...
Leah ignored Justin the whole day; by the afternoon, Justin’s doctor arrived.
Leah ca to the door of the study, and soon she heard a sweet, feminine voice, "President Xavier, Professor Carpenter couldn’t make it today, so he sent . I am his Closed-door Disciple, very familiar with your condition. Let assist you in your rehabilitation therapy?"
The man didn’t speak, because Leah didn’t hear Justin’s voice.
The sweet voice continued, "President Xavier, how about this, let massage your legs first."
Massage his legs?
Just hearing those words, Leah already had a vivid image in her mind. This was supposed to be about treating a physical ailnt, but within monts, it felt like entering a red-light district.
It must be said, Justin is particularly good at attracting admirers.
The girls around him were like flowers, one after another, never ending.
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