Leah Thorne felt that, as Mrs. Xavier, it was her duty to extinguish the rotten love interests around him.
Leah pushed the door open and walked in.
In the study, Justin Xavier was sitting on the sofa, and next to his legs was a beautiful woman with an alluring face and a curvy figure, half-kneeling.
The woman’s small hands gently tapped his leg and then slowly moved upwards.
It looked like she was about to reach his thigh.
And Justin Xavier was looking down, his gaze seemingly fixed on the woman.
"What are you doing?" Leah interrupted the room’s atmosphere.
Justin Xavier and the woman both looked up.
"Who are you?" the woman asked, puzzled.
Leah looked at Justin, "President Xavier, aren’t you going to introduce and tell her who I am?"
Justin looked at Leah; she seed angry. Her soft, charming face pouted, and her big, watery eyes glared at him with anger and annoyance.
The person who had been giving him the cold shoulder all day was now speaking to him.
Justin stood up, walked over to Leah, and wrapped an arm around her slender waist, "Let introduce, this is my Mrs. Xavier."
Mrs. Xavier...
The woman’s expression froze, much like she had been caught in the act; she hadn’t heard that he had a wife...
Her ntor, Professor Carpenter, hadn’t told her.
The innocent Professor Carpenter, "..." I only asked you to check on a patient, not to co up with improper thoughts.
"Mrs. Xavier, hello, I’m a student of Professor Carpenter, and I ca this ti to examine President Xavier..."
Leah curled her red lips, her expression sowhat lazy, "Examine? It seed to that you were just massaging his leg earlier. I didn’t know that female doctors’ services were so comprehensive now, even trying to take over my duties as Mrs. Xavier."
The smile on the woman’s face was no longer maintainable. Although Leah’s deanor appeared lazy, her words were sharp, making the woman feel embarrassed as if Leah had called her a vixen!
The woman looked at Leah. Leah was soft, charming, and beautiful, the most stunning woman she had ever seen. No wonder she beca Mrs. Xavier.
Unfortunately, there was a scar on her right cheek that ruined all the beauty.
What man doesn’t get tired of the old and beco intrigued by the new, especially n in high positions who are more erratic and crave novelty? Justin Xavier probably cared too.
The woman suddenly felt emboldened, bypassing Leah to look at Justin, pitifully, "President Xavier, look at Mrs. Xavier..."
"..." Leah didn’t want things to get awkward, but there was soone acting innocent right in front of her.
Leah glanced over the woman up and down, "What, now you’re feeling wronged? If you’re a doctor, why aren’t you wearing a lab coat? And changing examining patients into massaging n’s legs, does your hospital provide this kind of service? When Professor Carpenter cos next ti, I must ask if all his students are as deceitful as you?"
The woman’s face went red and white, taken aback by Leah’s fierce aggression, "Mrs. Xavier, you misunderstood ."
"Whether it’s a misunderstanding, you know best. You can leave now!"
Seeing Leah issue a dismissal order, the woman looked pitifully at Justin Xavier.
To her surprise, Justin wasn’t looking at her at all; all his attention was on Leah, with a soft, indulgent smile gracing his thin lips.
The woman left.
...
The room fell silent, and Leah didn’t even glance at Justin. She turned around to leave.
"Leah!" Justin quickly embraced her from behind, his lips planted a firm kiss in her hair, "Not angry with anymore?"
Leah raised an eyebrow, "How would I dare be angry with President Xavier? Was it comfortable having that woman massage your leg just now? If I had been any later, would you have moved to the bed?"
"..."
Justin swore, he was pure as can be.
Yesterday, while playing the pitiful role, he only called for Professor Carpenter, a psychologist, to co and play along, so she wouldn’t suspect anything. Unexpectedly, Professor Carpenter sent his student over. That woman offered to massage his leg, but his mind was full of her, he didn’t even really look at the woman’s face.
He didn’t think anything inappropriate.
Even if he did, she was his one and only female lead.
"Mrs. Xavier, are you jealous?" Justin’s voice tinged with delight because she was indeed jealous.
Her jealousy was imnsely gratifying to him.
He thought she’d ignore him indefinitely, but when the romance rivals appeared, she showed up to tear them apart. How could he not be thrilled?
He loved her prickly, brash, and bright deanor!
Leah hesitated, was she really jealous?
Yes, she was indeed jealous.
In the future, should anyone try to cling to him, she’d tear them apart one by one.
If he got blinded by them, she’d kick him to the curb.
At that ti, she’d deal with the scummy man and the vixen all together.
But Leah wasn’t ready to admit it at this mont, afraid he’d beco too smug, "I’m not jealous!"
"Alright, Mrs. Xavier, don’t be jealous. My body is all willing with no strength to act."
Leah pouted, "President Xavier is so modest. Everyone knows you’re handso, wealthy, influential, with skills on the bed that match those off it. Even with health issues, you have a thousand ways and ans to handle won..."
Leah’s voice halted suddenly. She realized... what was she saying?
At this mont, the large hand on her slender waist tightened, squeezing her slightly. His enticing breath lingered next to her ear, his low, hoarse voice incredibly seductive, "Are you admitting I served you well last night?"
"..." Leah’s face burned red, trying to break free from his grasp.
But Justin domineeringly pinned her against the wall. He looked at her flushed face and said hoarsely, "Mrs. Xavier, you’ve changed."
He said she had changed.
Leah instantly understood what he ant. Even she didn’t know what was happening. She used to dislike his touch, but now... she had transitioned into a more mature woman.
Justin cupped her small face and lowered his head towards her red lips.
Leah whimpered softly, turning her head away, "No~"
Justin listened to her sweet, tender voice, so sultry it was like squeezing water out, laced with hesitant welco.
Images from last night surfaced in his mind, her nails etched a line on his muscular fra, and she made a kitten-like wing sound...
It was tantalizing to the extre.
"Mrs. Xavier, give a kiss."
"No!" Leah still refused.
Then Leah suddenly stiffened because she sensitively noticed sothing was pressed against her.
Her gaze imdiately turned downward, falling onto his trousers, she was shocked, bewildered, astonished, "You’re... aroused???"
Justin, "..."
He had been concealing it well, even covering up with the blanket last night, yet now... he slipped up in a mont of carelessness!
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