Justin Xavier gently placed the red rose on her pillow, his tall, handso figure bent down, with a large hand stroking her head and a soft smile on his thin lips as he landed a kiss on her cheek, saying, "Leah, I’m sorry, don’t be angry, I’m apologizing to you..."
Alright, he conceded.
Each ti they argued and entered a cold war, he was always the first to bow his head.
Of course, each ti it was also him who angered her.
Leah Thorne did not open her eyes, nor did she respond to him, seeming as though she was already asleep.
Justin Xavier lifted the quilt and lay down beside her, then extended a strong arm and tightly embraced her shapely body into his arms, closing his eyes.
He hadn’t closed his eyes for several days, not daring to do so, not daring to stop himself, because he would think of her, his mind filled with her.
The matter between the Xavier and Thorne families was not worth investigating; his hatred was deeply rooted.
The Old Master Xavier said she ca for revenge, rely using him. She was straightforward, candidly admitting it, and he felt he shouldn’t indulge her, but he kept retreating again and again.
Always helpless against her.
...
The following morning, Leah Thorne opened her eyes; Justin Xavier was already gone.
The quilt was warm, still lingering with his warm masculine body heat, a warmth Leah found alluring, and she lazily curled into the quilt.
The red rose was still on her pillow, still vibrant and fragrant after a night.
She had actually woken up last night but just chose to ignore him.
Leah Thorne closed her eyes, planning to sleep a little more.
Just then, a string of gentle cell phone ringing started, a call was coming in.
Leah Thorne picked up the phone—it was Laura Xavier calling.
Laura Xavier’s call ca unexpectedly fast; she should know by now about her inability to conceive.
Leah pressed the button to connect, Laura’s voice swiftly coming through, "Hello, Leah, do you have ti tonight? You and Justin co to the Xavier family mansion, have dinner with us."
Leah curled her lips into a smile, "Mrs. Xavier, has the sun risen from the west today? Your 180-degree attitude shift makes reasonably suspect you’re inviting to a banquet with hidden motives tonight."
"Leah, I suddenly ca to terms with it; I only have one son, Justin, and he’s so fond of you now, even living with you. I don’t want to damage the mother-son relationship over you, co ho for dinner tonight—we’ll et and talk, alright?"
"Alright, since Mrs. Xavier has extended such a kind invitation, I will certainly attend punctually." With that, Leah hung up the phone.
Leah got up, first going to the set to film, and later Mada Goldie drove her to the Xavier family mansion.
Right then, another string of gentle cell phone ringing began, another call coming in.
Leah glanced at the phone—it was Justin Xavier calling.
She didn’t answer, directly cutting off the call.
"Leah, why didn’t you answer the President’s call?" Mada Goldie asked.
Leah showed little expression, "His mother and I each have our plans, and I don’t want to give him any hope being caught in between."
...
Leah arrived at the Xavier family mansion; the Old Master Xavier and Laura unexpectedly showed her great courtesy, and the maid was indeed in the kitchen preparing a sumptuous dinner; everything seed peaceful.
Soon, the door to the mansion opened, and Justin Xavier returned.
"Justin, you’re back?" Laura smiled lovingly.
The maid changed Justin Xavier’s shoes, and he walked inside; he glanced at Laura, then walked directly to Leah’s side, asking quietly, "Why didn’t you answer my call?"
Leah looked at him, "Didn’t hear..."
Justin Xavier extended his large hand and squeezed her soft little hand in his palm forcefully as a form of punishnt.
Laura felt disregarded. The son she’d raised now only had eyes for another girl, this girl being one she deeply disliked; she seethed, clenching her teeth.
But thinking of the upcoming drama, Laura’s mood mysteriously improved; she decided to endure for the ti being.
Then the Old Master Xavier spoke up, "Now that Justin is back and the dinner is ready, let’s eat."
The four of them went to the dining room and began eating.
Laura suddenly said, "By the way, Leah, I went abroad a while ago and, feeling unwell, visited a local hospital where I encountered a Doctor Lucy. Leah, you’re old acquaintances with Doctor Lucy, right?"
Leah knew Laura was eager to address the main issue; she nodded, "Yes, I left the Xavier family when I was 18, and I once consulted Doctor Lucy regarding health issues."
At ntioning the year she was 18, Justin Xavier paused briefly in cutting his steak, but soon resud as usual, elegantly cutting the steak into small pieces, then shifted it to Leah Thorne’s hand side, asking quietly, "Why see a doctor?"
Leah shot a charming glance at the man, "What do you think?"
Justin Xavier’s Adam’s apple bobbed slightly; in nurous nights following, he’d repeatedly recalled every detail of what happened that evening; she was so young then, seemingly...bled heavily.
At that ti, he’d slapped her, pushing her into the abyss; she left with a suitcase, while he stood on the second floor watching her. She wore a dress, with a flow of red and white things between her thin legs...
"Leah, what a coincidence, Doctor Lucy happened to be here on a business trip, so I invited Doctor Lucy over." Laura smiled.
Leah had co tonight to play her part; she curled her lips into a smile, "Oh, really?"
"Of course, bring Doctor Lucy..."
Before Laura completed her sentence, there was a "clang," as Justin Xavier heavily threw the knife and fork onto the plate, causing a loud noise.
The entire dining room instantaneously quieted down, Laura stiffened.
Justin Xavier gently lifted his handso eyelids to glance at Laura across the table, "Mom, if you want to say sothing, just say it directly; do it while I’m still patient enough to listen."
Laura had orchestrated tonight’s events ticulously, intending to reclaim control and deliver a blow to Leah, but now Justin Xavier abruptly interrupted her rhythm, leaving her face pale.
The maid approached, exchanging new knife and fork for Justin Xavier; he turned to look at Leah beside him, "Leah, if my mom won’t say it, why don’t you?"
"If neither of you speaks, then we’ll leave—this dinner is too hard for the heart to digest, I didn’t rush back from the office just to watch your theatrical play."
Tonight Leigh and Laura each had their calculations, but Justin Xavier was incredibly astute, never a re spectator, having long since discerned the facade.
Being caught between his mother and his woman, or the intrigue of the won themselves, all left him annoyed. Plenty of work awaited him back at the office; he was very busy.
"Justin, then let tell you bluntly, Leah can’t have children!"
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