Substitute Bride: Utterly Pampered by Her Billionaire Husband-Chapter 877: Just the Two of Us, It’s Inconvenient

Chapter 877: Chapter 877: Just the Two of Us, It’s Inconvenient

Leah suddenly fell.

Hiss.

The whole room gasped.

Davina was startled, not because she was worried about Leah; Leah on stage was captivating, and Davina was already green with jealousy.

She was startled because Justin Xavier suddenly moved. He had been quietly watching Leah dance, but the moment Leah fell, he almost moved at the same time. The movement was so sudden and abrupt that it gave the impression he wanted to rush onto the stage immediately.

However, the next moment Leah fell on stage, she started dancing on her knees, then rose up and leapt into the air, earning another round of gasps, but this time out of admiration.

"Bravo!" Director Shaw next to Justin couldn’t help but pat the armrest of his seat, admiringly saying, "Leah is absolutely perfect for the leading role in my Republican-era movie. The female lead is an enchanting geisha, skilled in dance. Just based on Leah’s soft yet cool dance, there’s no one in the entire entertainment world who has her kind of cool and sophisticated charm. She’s the only one for this role."

Director Shaw glanced at Davina and, with a smile, shook his head, "Miss Carter, you can never compare to Leah. What Leah has is innate. If you want to become Leah, maybe...wait until your next life, hahaha."

"..." Davina, inexplicably stepped on, wondered what she had done wrong.

Davina was so angry she almost spat blood.

...

After Leah danced the climax, she retired, giving the stage to Serena. She returned to the backstage dressing room, sat at the dresser, and lifted her skirt. Her right foot was sprained.

Earlier she was lost in her world and actually fell, but her strong dance foundation, along with Serena’s seamless cooperation, covered it up.

Now her slender ankle was red and faintly aching. Leah couldn’t stand pain, so she lightly knitted her brows.

She took out her phone and called her assistant Madame Goldie to bring some medicine over.

But just then, there were two knocks, a "knock knock" from the door.

Someone was knocking.

Who?

Leah lowered her skirt and walked over to open the dressing room door. Standing outside was a tall and handsome figure...Justin Xavier.

Justin Xavier had come.

Leah’s enchanting eyes fell lightly on his handsome face adorned with gold-rimmed glasses, curling her red lips, "President Xavier, why are you here?"

Justin Xavier held a small medical kit, his gaze dropping to her skirt, "You’ve sprained your ankle. Let me take a look and help you take care of it."

Leah’s lashes fluttered, earlier she had perfectly deceived everyone, yet she couldn’t hide it from him. He had noticed her injury.

Justin Xavier was about to walk in with the medical kit, but Leah didn’t move, blocking his way at the door, "President Xavier, just the two of us, it’s not very appropriate."

Justin Xavier paused mid-step, his cold eyes fixed on her alluring and vivid face, furrowing his brows slightly, "What are you thinking? I’m not in the mood to violate anyone right now. Let me in; doesn’t your foot hurt?"

Leah lifted her delicate hand, tucking a strand of hair behind her snow-white ear, "President Xavier, you don’t have to do it yourself. Calling a doctor would do it better than you."

Justin Xavier glanced at her, then directly reached out with his big hand to clasp her slender wrist, pulling her out.

Leah unexpectedly stumbled forward, and at that moment, Justin Xavier extended a strong arm to wrap around her delicate waist, easily lifting her and placing her by the corner wall, letting her stand against it.

"Then I won’t go in. Can you come out, is that okay?"

With that, he bowed his tall figure, kneeled on one knee before her, and gently held her injured right ankle.

Seeing her dancing in such high stilettos, his fingers nimbly unhooked the crystal chain hanging from her ankle.

He gently removed her crystal high heels and then placed her cool, small foot in his palm, starting to inspect her swollen ankle.

Leah stopped struggling. Struggling now would seem pretentious, and besides, it was her own pain.

She lowered her eyes to watch the man in front of her; his series of actions were smooth, after all, he had done this for her many times before.

Serena was right; falling in love with him wasn’t her fault. Which young girl wouldn’t be moved when suddenly encountering such a handsome, powerful, wealthy, considerate, and dominant man in her life?

Leah raised her brows with a smile, "President Xavier, why are your actions always so skilled? Whether it’s unhooking a woman’s dress or taking off a woman’s high heels, you’re so adept?"

Leah felt Justin Xavier was anything but innocent; other men fumble with women’s complicated clothes, but not him, a seasoned driver!

Justin Xavier focused intently on massaging her ankle and applying medicinal wine. Without lifting his head, he casually replied, "Oh, seeing you wear them often, I’ve silently rehearsed many times in my mind how to strip you layer by layer. Is this answer satisfactory?"

"..." Leah was speechless for a moment, "President Xavier, do I need to remind you that you currently have a girlfriend? Using your gentle care on her makes you a warm man, but applying it to other women makes you a central air conditioner, a player."

Justin Xavier finished treating her ankle and stood up, placing the two crystal high heels into her little hands, his gaze landing on her slightly parted lips, "Have you said enough, or do you want to go to my room, and slowly tell me?"

"...Are you now interested in playing breach of conduct?"

"Interest is at its peak, and you seem to have no...ability to resist..."

With a "bang," Leah slammed the door shut.

--A Daily Story of Jude and Yara--

Jude Crawford didn’t like sweets and had never had a lollipop his entire life, he furrowed his brows.

"Isn’t it sweet?" Isabelle Willow reached out, taking the lollipop from his mouth, then she stuck out her little tongue, licking the lollipop, "It’s very sweet~"

That was the lollipop he had just eaten. Jude Crawford remembered this seemed to be called...an indirect kiss.

His gaze glanced at the girl’s cherry lips, quickly shifting. She was still too young; he had to wait...two more years.

"Make way! Make way!" someone suddenly came rushing over.

Jude Crawford swiftly reached out, pulling Isabelle Willow into his embrace. 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢

This was his first time initiating a hug with her.

Isabelle Willow’s doe eyes looked up at him, smiling, "Jude, this is our first year."

Jude Crawford’s hand rested on her slender waist, his handsome face reddening slightly, "Mm."

Their first year had arrived.