Substitute Bride: Utterly Pampered by Her Billionaire Husband-Chapter 880: Can I Give You Jewelry and Diamonds?

Chapter 880: Chapter 880: Can I Give You Jewelry and Diamonds?

Davina Rowe looked at Justin Xavier in horror, "..."

Justin Xavier moved his thin lips, "I’ll have your work paused first. Reflect on yourself."

Davina Rowe took a sharp breath. She had... only cursed Leah Thorne a couple of times, yet he punished her like this. She’s now a popular starlet in the entertainment industry, with many contracts in hand. If work is stopped, she’ll have to pay a large sum for breach of contract, and she’ll quickly be replaced by newcomers.

Is he going to... put her in cold storage?

Is he making her return everything he gave her?

"Mr. Xavier, please! Listen to me, I just really like you. I admit... I’m jealous, I’ve been envious, I beg you to give me another chance. This time I’ll obediently listen, I dare not provoke Leah Thorne again..." Davina pleaded with a pale face.

Justin Xavier’s eyes were deep, like ink spreading out, thick and dangerous, "You should know that everything you have now started because of Leah Thorne when you knew what she means to me. I don’t know who gave you the courage to flaunt in front of her; she is mine to hold in my palm, while you are merely ants."

He said Leah Thorne was his treasure, and she, they, were just ants.

Davina Rowe’s legs softened, and she directly slumped onto the rug.

Justin Xavier withdrew his gaze indifferently, not bothering to look at Davina Rowe again. He lowered his eyes, replying to a message, "Already taught her a lesson."

"Ding," came Leah Thorne’s reply soon, "How did you teach her? A lesson in bed?"

Justin Xavier glanced at the latter part, "A lesson in bed," several times, then he let out a low laugh from his throat.

Davina quickly raised her head, unsure why the man, who was gloomy and cold just now, suddenly laughed?

She saw the man standing elegantly by the floor-to-ceiling window, his tie loosely dangling around his neck. Feeling hot, he raised his long fingers to unbutton two shirt buttons, exposing his exquisite collarbones.

By the window stood a dark red expensive chair, and he lazily perched his hips on the armrest, stretching his long, noble legs forward, his handsome eyelids drooped as he concentrated on his phone, sending messages.

His mood was genuinely good, a smile on his handsome face, but Davina felt his smile was... somewhat improper, very much like... a cat stealing fish.

Justin Xavier could be summed up with one word, a gentlemanly rogue, the type women love the most; even Davina felt herself mesmerized, her bones tingling.

Justin Xavier replied again, "Leah, are you sure you want to discuss adult topics this late at night?"

The message was sent, but Leah Thorne didn’t reply.

Seems like... she’s ignoring him.

Justin Xavier curled his thin lips; this time, she truly initiated, she tried to seduce him, but now she’s also ignoring him.

She’s always found a way to hook him, drawn to her irresistibly.

Justin Xavier sent another message, "I was wrong..."

This time, "ding," Leah Thorne’s reply came, "Where were you wrong?"

Justin Xavier genuinely didn’t know where he was wrong, but if she ignores him, then surely he’s at fault.

Justin Xavier replied, "You tell me where I’m wrong, and that’s where I was wrong."

Leah Thorne sent another message, "Is Davina great at talking, or great in bed?"

Justin Xavier looked at this message, his prominent Adam’s apple rolling slightly. He hadn’t replied before Leah Thorne sent another, "Otherwise, why not just make her disappear? Clearly, you’re partial to her."

Before, anyone who provoked Leah Thorne would be made to disappear by Justin Xavier, but with Davina Rowe, he only paused her work.

Indeed, he was partial to Davina Rowe.

Faced with her stubborn charges, Justin Xavier raised an eyebrow, but he didn’t reply because... he didn’t intend to make Davina disappear.

Davina Rowe would continue to stay by his side.

Then "ding," Leah Thorne sent another complaint, "Also, you gave Davina jewelry and diamonds, but you’ve never given me any."

Justin Xavier’s cold eyes suddenly lit up, his long fingers tapping keys, replying, "Can I give you jewelry and diamonds?"

Justin Xavier had plenty of jewelry and diamonds, but he’d never given any to Leah Thorne.

Because jewelry and diamonds are gifts a man gives to his woman.

At this time, Leah Thorne was well aware of this as she was in the adjacent room, having spent years in the entertainment industry learning everything. She understood that the relationship between a man and a woman is essentially a transaction. On Valentine’s Day, boyfriends are busy presenting gifts during the day, while hotels are fully booked at night, consuming numerous condoms.

Men give women jewelry and diamonds, while women must offer physical payback; isn’t that a transaction?

Justin Xavier hadn’t given her jewelry or diamonds yet because both were adults; once that window paper was torn, all restraints would be thrown away.

Leah Thorne put down her phone, no longer replying.

But soon, a "knock, knock" sounded at the door with someone outside.

Who?

Leah Thorne raised her head, looking towards the tightly closed door.

"Knock, knock, knock," she heard the man’s distinct finger knocks on the door panel, creating a deep and powerful sound.

She didn’t open the door; the person outside wasn’t in a hurry either, instead patiently continuing to knock.

Leah Thorne knew Justin Xavier had come.

This was probably what Madame Goldie meant; she slightly beckoned with her fingers, and Justin Xavier would instantly come trotting along.

Should she open the door?

She knew that if she opened the door, there would be no turning back.

...

Indeed, Justin Xavier was outside; he was knocking, but Leah Thorne didn’t open the door.

He knocked for a long time, but there was no movement inside.

She really didn’t want to open the door.

Justin Xavier stood outside for a while, then turned to leave.

The next moment, "click," the door behind him opened.

-- A short story for the day by Jude and Isabelle --

In Jude Crawford and Isabelle Willow’s first year, they celebrated Isabelle Willow’s 15th birthday.

At 15, Isabelle Willow had already amazed the entire jewelry design industry and established her own brand; however, this lifetime her brand was QUEEN, not FLY.

Isabelle Willow thought, in her past life, she loved freedom but was cowardly; in this life, she only wants to be her own QUEEN, to love boldly and not disappoint love.

Isabelle Willow celebrated her 15th birthday in Port Kael, surrounded by her core team of over 30 people, receiving blessings from everyone and making a wish.

She had only one wish: to marry Jude Crawford and give him a son like... Zane Crawford.

Every time she thought of Zane Crawford, Isabelle Willow’s heart still ached faintly.

Then someone suddenly screamed, "Wow, Mr. Crawford has arrived!"

In the flickering candlelight, Isabelle Willow looked up, Jude Crawford was already at her side.