CHAPTER 892: CHAPTER 892: YOU’D BETTER KEEP YOUR WIFE IN CHECK!

Hayden Crawford and Serena Sterling’s wedding was approaching, and as a bridesmaid, Leah Thorne hurried over early to witness her good friend’s happiness.

Leah was trying on a bridesmaid dress. Serena chose a light green lace dress with an open back and handed it to Leah, "Leah, try this one."

Looking at the open-back design, Leah quickly raised her eyebrows, "Serena, aren’t you afraid I’ll steal your spotlight in this?"

Serena covered her mouth and giggled, "Leah, I’m married. All the single men here are yours for the taking."

Why did Leah feel like Serena was flaunting her "married" status? She curled her red lips, "Yes, yes, married woman!"

"Leah, hurry up and change." Married woman Serena ushered Leah into the changing room.

Leah put on the bridesmaid dress, but she couldn’t reach the zipper at the back. So she lifted the hem and walked out, "Serena, lend me a hand to zip it up."

Someone walked over from behind.

But it wasn’t Serena; it was... Justin Xavier.

Serena had just gone out, and Justin came in, just in time to witness such an incredibly enticing scene.

Now Leah was wearing that light green lace dress. Her back was facing him, and not only was the dress open-back, but even the small remaining section of the zipper wasn’t fastened. Her bare back was on full display. Her figure was alluring, her skin like ice and jade, with an S-shaped waist that was tempting to grip tightly.

Justin shoved one hand into his pocket and glanced over, his Adam’s apple bobbing up and down, then he strode over.

He reached out his hand.

Leah was waiting for the person behind her to zip her up, but his hand reached over and landed on her soft waist.

He pinched it hard.

Ouch.

Leah’s body was delicate, and she immediately let out a pained gasp. She turned around, Justin’s handsome and refined face quickly magnifying in front of her.

"Justin, why is it you?"

Leah felt the skin on her waist burning with pain, without even looking she could guess that he’d pinched her red. He was still wearing a perfectly tailored black suit, the gold-rimmed glasses on his face added an air of elegance to his businessman image, but who would’ve thought he had such a strong grip on women, cruelly pinching her.

Being a gentleman to Justin seemed non-existent, Leah still remembered the last time at Phoenix Plume Pavilion, he had pinched her once before too, that time on... her chest.

She had delicate skin, and later there was a blue-purple mark on her chest that took days to fade.

Now he’d left another mark on her.

Justin looked at her, half-smiling, "If it wasn’t me, who did you think it was?"

"... President Xavier, look at you, you’ve left marks on me," Leah complained, dissatisfied.

Justin felt quite wronged; he was always a gentleman to other women, but when it came to Leah, he seemed to just want to leave his mark on her.

Justin’s gaze subtly dropped to her dress, "Wearing something like that, isn’t it just inviting men to pinch you?"

"... Pervert! You think everyone is as perverted as you!"

Just then, Serena came in. As soon as she saw Justin, she halted. With Justin’s tall and handsome figure blocking the view, Serena only saw a vague female silhouette. Considering Justin’s infamous reputation, Serena’s first reaction was that she had accidentally walked into a large-scale solicitation scene, "Sorry, my mistake, I went into the wrong room, excuse me, goodbye."

Having said that, Serena turned to leave.

But no, that female silhouette just now seemed to be... Leah, and this was also her room.

Oops, misunderstood.

Serena turned back, her bright eyes landing on Justin’s handsome face, turning embarrassment into a smile, "Oh, President Xavier, why are you here?"

Justin had both hands in his pockets, he indicated Leah’s open-back lace dress with his eyes, "Did you ask her to wear that dress?"

"..." Serena was taken aback, she couldn’t believe looking at Justin, he... he was accusing her outright?

Was this not... was this not... her territory?

"Yes, I asked Leah to wear it, President Xavier, is there a problem?" Serena quickly responded.

Justin furrowed his brow, "She can’t wear that, change it."

Serena, "..."

Leah, "President Xavier, isn’t this overstepping? What I wear has nothing to do with you, what are you to me?"

Serena agreed, indeed!

Justin’s cold gaze landed on Leah’s small, alluring face, "That outfit is too revealing. Leah, if you don’t want me to tear that dress off myself, you’d better obediently change it. What I am to you depends on your attitude."

With that, Justin took a long stride and left.

Leah had already heard the threat in his words; if she dared to wear it, he’d rip it up. Whether he was her brother or... her man, he could be either.

"Leah, this President Xavier is being too strict with you, not even allowing a bit of revealing clothing. This damn possessiveness is truly frightening," Serena muttered sotto voce.

Leah looked away, "Forget it, Serena, he’s not afraid of causing trouble, let’s not provoke him, let’s change to another one."

Serena nodded, "I think so too, definitely don’t give President Xavier an excuse or opportunity to tear your dress!"

...

This time, Justin Xavier wasn’t attending the wedding alone; he was accompanied by Davina Rowe, he hadn’t changed women yet.

Justin strode purposefully to Hayden Crawford, pursing his lips with displeasure, "You better rein in your wife quickly, she’s on the verge of corrupting Leah."

Hayden wasn’t pleased either, he could discipline or scold his own wife, but others weren’t allowed to say a word against her, "My wife is virtuous and gentle, impossible to lead others astray. If anyone’s leading astray, it’s Leah leading my wife astray."

What?

Justin cast a displeased side-glance at Hayden, were you looking for a fight?

Hayden, come on then, who’s afraid?

The two men were locked in a tense standoff, sparks flying, neither willing to back down, when several CEOs approached, "Mr. Crawford, congratulations on the nuptials."

The atmosphere quickly warmed up, but Hayden and Justin neither looked at each other nor acknowledged each other!

"Mr. Crawford, your bride-to-be has come out, look, there’s Beauty Thorne beside her, this time Beauty Thorne is a bridesmaid, right?"

Justin looked up and saw Serena and Leah walking out of the room. They didn’t come over but turned a corner and disappeared, yet the combination of Serena and Leah still commanded a strong pull on everyone’s attention.

"Hey, what’s that on Beauty Thorne’s ankle, looks like... a diamond anklet?"

"That diamond anklet couldn’t have been given by Beauty Thorne’s ’golden sponsor’, right? This ’golden sponsor’ knows how to play, it’s a worldwide announcement that Beauty Thorne has become his restricted property, hahaha."

In a man’s world, no situation is too explicit or too taboo, especially when it involves the captivating Leah.