Justin Xavier walked softly across the plush carpet of the room. He tentatively reached out to open the curtains, checking every corner, "Leah, I know you’re here, you heard my voice, didn’t you?"
"I admit I’m still very angry right now. Hurry up and co out. If you try to appease , maybe I’ll be easily soothed."
No one responded to him.
The room remained quiet, and only his own voice echoed.
Justin inexplicably felt a strong sense of panic. He searched every corner of the room but could not find her figure.
Where did she go?
Where, indeed, is she?
Justin’s mind was stretched taut like a wire about to snap at any mont, and then his gaze fell on the wardrobe, so he walked over.
Justin reached out to open the wardrobe.
The wardrobe was filled with his clothes, pristine shirts and suits, and at first glance, there was no one inside.
But Justin’s tall and handso form suddenly stiffened because he had found Leah Thorne.
Leah was hiding in the wardrobe, curled up into a small ball in the corner of the wardrobe. It was very dark inside the wardrobe before it was opened, with not a glimr of light, and she was just quietly hiding inside.
The tension in Justin’s nerves finally eased when he saw her, and the panic and unease in his heart slowly smoothed out. He pursed his lips and spoke, "Leah Thorne."
Leah remained in that posture, her legs curled, arms hugging her knees. She had her eyes closed as if she were asleep.
Justin was angry. While he was in chaos here, she was sleeping peacefully.
"Leah, wake up, don’t sleep!" He reached out to shake her.
The shake caused her earphones to fall from her ears, and she trembled slightly, then woke up.
She was wearing earphones while sleeping. It wasn’t clear if she really wanted to listen to music, or... didn’t want to hear anything about him.
Leah opened her eyes, and there was a hint of drowsiness there, her small face looking up at him. She smiled nonchalantly, "President Xavier, you found after all. It seems I’m not an advanced player at hide and seek."
Justin frowned, "Why are you hiding?"
"Afraid you’ll lose control of yourself and forget about my ti of the month and want a bloody battle~"
"Then why didn’t you tell when I was drinking soup? It was you who got us into this!"
"Oh," Leah’s expression was cold and languid, "I just thought it was fun. President Xavier, are you angry?"
Then Leah laughed, her laugh crisp like a bell, shaking like a blossoming tree, "President Xavier, what kind of chastity morial are you establishing with ? When that Davina Rowe was servicing you, you seed to enjoy it quite a lot. I almost believed that President Xavier was clean and hadn’t been with anyone but ."
"It’s already dirty, what’s wrong with touching one more woman?"
Justin’s icy gaze fixed on her small face. He wanted to see even a trace of jealousy and sadness from her, just a trace, but there was none. Her eyes were very cold, carrying only nonchalant mockery and sarcasm.
He no longer rembered who that Davina Rowe was. Her ntion kindled so mory, soone who was most like her...
Past events couldn’t be undone. Justin extended his slender fingers and pinched her delicate chin, "These things didn’t bother you in the past; what exactly are you minding about now?"
With that, he extended his long arms to gracefully lift her soft, delicate body out of the wardrobe, "Join for a shower."
He badly needed a cold shower; the drug’s effect within him was growing stronger, and he felt as though he were on fire.
He needed to extinguish that fire.
"Let go of . If you’re not interested in Carol, I can call other girls for you."
"I know many pretty girls in the entertainnt industry. President Xavier is irresistible; I think they would line up eagerly for President Xavier to choose from."
Justin paused in his steps, and then suddenly changed direction. He walked to the bed and threw Leah onto it, pressing atop her, "Leah Thorne, you’re intent on making angry, aren’t you?"
His distinct fingers approached her collar. Impatient to undo her buttons, he tore her collar open roughly and directly with a "rip."
The tender white skin was exposed to the air, and Leah’s brow and eyes turned cold as frost. Emotionless, she gazed at him calmly, softly saying, "Let go of ; I warn you, you’d better not touch with your filthy hands!"
Using the word "warn," Justin curled his lips, considering she had beco lawless. This night, he must properly teach her a lesson.
"Leah Thorne, you are my lawful wife, my Mrs. Xavier. When I want you, you can’t refuse. That’s a marital duty, understand?"
He lowered himself, burying his face in the nape of her neck and began to kiss.
Leah glanced at the crystal chandelier above her, then reached out a small hand, feeling for the lamp on the bedside table. She raised her hand and forcefully, with all her might, smashed the lamp over Justin’s head.
With a bang, the lamp shattered.
Justin felt a pain in his head, blood quickly oozing down his handso cheek.
He sat up, touched his face, feeling a hand full of fresh blood.
His handso features turned cold in an instant, as though covered in a layer of icy frost. He looked at the girl beneath him, "Leah Thorne, what on earth are you playing at, hm?"
Leah bead at him, "Forgot to tell you, when I was 18, a fat landlord tried to rape , and I also smashed his head with a lamp."
Justin froze.
"But unfortunately," Leah looked slightly regretful, "unfortunately, I didn’t have a knife in my hand at that ti; otherwise, I could have...like now..."
Suddenly Leah raised her hand, and at so point, a sharp knife was already in her grip. She thrust the blade forcefully towards Justin’s heart.
Justin only saw a glint of cold light; he reacted quickly, grabbing the knife as Leah stabbed.
Though the blade didn’t strike his heart, the sharp edge sliced deeply into Justin’s palm, large drops of blood falling down.
Justin looked at her, "Leah Thorne, you actually...want dead?"
"Yeah, you and your Xavier family, none of you are innocent, you all deserve to die!" Leah’s eyes blazed with fierce flas of hatred.
Justin lowered his handso gaze, after a few seconds curling his lips to reveal a sinister smile of white teeth, "Then you are a pathetic avenger chicken, thinking you could hurt with a knife?"
eting his gaze, Leah also smirked, "Justin Xavier, never let know that you love , otherwise, this knife will be thrust straight into my heart. Soday, I’ll make you watch wither away and die by your side—losing will be your greatest punishnt."
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