The Pampering CEO: Don't Mess With My Secretly-Married Sweet Wife

Chapter 14 What Is The Truth

After he finished applying the cream gently, Julian threw the tube aside. "Okay! Remember to apply this three times a day by yourself after this."

"Okay," Susan said softly.

Julian snorted, "It was likely the jewelry store staff who put that in! A store staff wouldn't have had the guts to frame you. This must be the doings of Mandy Ainsley. The Ainsley family...Hmph!”

His smile turned cold. He had not taken any action against anyone in a long time, hence some people had obviously forgotten about his ruthless ways.

"It might not be Mandy," Susan said softly.

"Are you on her side?" Julian looked at her with scorn, "She snatched your beloved Luke Jenkins away."

Susan laughed bitterly. "I can't blame anyone about Luke and me. We can only blame our fate. Now, he's happy with Mandy and I wish them happiness."

"You are quite selfless." Julian squinted.

"Well, he's got Mandy and I’ve got you," Susan said naturally. 7

I've...got you...?

CEO Shaw’s last traces of jealousy disappeared at that instant, but in order to pretend that he was not that

happy, he put on a stern expression.

Susan regretted it as soon as those words left her lips and she felt it even more when she saw Julian's rigid countenance.

She quickly said, "I...I don't mean it that way. I know that our marriage was an agreement. I, I'm only showing you my gratitude. I..."

She started to speak incoherently. NôvelDrama.Org holds this content.

Julian suddenly moved to her front and said softly," Woman, I allow you to have that interest.”

"Huh?" She was dumbfounded.

What was 'that interest'?

Julian raised an eyebrow. "After all, I’m much better than that gigolo Luke Jenkins, so it's normal for you to admire me."

Susan was speechless. She did not know what reaction to give him.

"Generally, you have impeccable taste." Julian was in a pretty jovial mood.

"Yes, I sure do," she replied with a smile.

At first, when she got together with Julian, he was like an attacking porcupine from whom she would hide. However, after spending time with him, she felt that h e was not that bad after all.

Although they were husband and wife on paper, it felt good to have a friend.

Taking advantage of Julian’s good mood, Susan cautiously said, "The $10 million...1-1 didn't spend it."

She took the black card out from her bag and passed it back to him.

"Keep it." Julian raised an eyebrow. "As Mrs. Shaw, spending money is an important lesson. You can rest a t home today, but I hope this $10 million won’t stay in the card for too long. You don’t have to leave the house to buy jewelry and clothes. I’ve told the suppliers and they will personally deliver the items later. I’ve also found a special stylist to help you choose and match outfits. Put all the payment on my tab. There's only one standard: don't embarrass Mrs. Shaw's identity!"

"Okay." Since Susan did not like to shop, Julian’s arrangement was perfect.

"I still have something to do in the office, so you wait a t home." Julian reached out to sweep Susan's hair aside.

"Hmm," she replied softly.

Julian left the house and dialed a number on his phone.

"Teach the Ainsley family a lesson but pay attention t o the scale of it. Don’t affect the marriage between the Ainsleys and the Jenkins. I'm waiting for their wedding."

After calmly arranging everything, he hung up and a cold flash emerged in his eyes. There were

consequences for bullying his woman!

Susan waited obediently at home.

After a while, bags of branded clothes and precious jewelry were sent to the Shaw residence for Susan to pick.

When Susan saw the hefty price tags, she felt her heart bleed. She would rather let the stylist pick for her.

The stylist had gotten Julian's word and he picked the items enthusiastically as if his life depended on them.

Susan looked at the empty wardrobe filled up with different types of clothes. There were over 30 pieces for her pajamas alone, and Susan could not comprehend it!

"This top should match this brooch plus this ruby necklace to complete the look. This outfit can go with this agate bracelet..."

The stylist segregated every garment and their matching accessories so that Susan only needed to choose the entire outfit conveniently.

She restrained herself from calculating how much the clothes in her wardrobe cost. After thanking the stylist, she threw herself on the bed.

That was such a hectic day!

At the Jenkins residence.

"Luke, why are you home so early? Didn’t you say that you’re choosing the jewelry for your wedding?" Mrs. Jenkins asked Luke with a smile.

Luke's mood was calm, "I've chosen and have already sent Mandy home."

There was a smile on Mrs. Jenkin's face. "That’s great. Mandy is a good girl. When you were involved in that accident, she took care of you every day and night, so don't you let her down."

Luke felt agitated. When he woke up from the accident, Mandy had taken care of him day and night. As a daughter from a prestigious family, she had put her status aside to do many things for him and he was grateful for that.

Everyone kept saying that he should not let Mandy down, and he echoed their sentiments. Therefore, he promised to pamper and protect her and even promised to marry her.

However, Susan’s appearance made this whole arrangement seem like something was not right.

'Why did Mandy deliberately target Susan? Why did Susan have the ability to stir up my emotions? Mandy never caused that to happen.'

Luke quietened down his thoughts and asked, "Mom, d 0 you know about Susan Shelby?"

Susan Shelby?

Mrs. Jenkins never thought that she would hear this name again. She instantly put down the teacup in her

hands.

Luke squinted. "Do you?"

"Nope." Mrs. Jenkins took a sip of tea carefully.

"Do I know her? Or did I ever...have a relationship with her before?" he continued to ask.

Mrs. Jenkins’s heart sank for a while, then she chuckled. "How could that be? Who told you that?"

She thought to herself, 'Could Susan have not possibly honored the agreement?'

"No one told me." Luke frowned. "It’s just a feeling I had."

'Felt it himself?'

Mrs. Jenkins breathed a sigh of relief and smiled." You're probably tired from the wedding preparation, s 0 you're imagining things. You’re my son. How would I not know about your relationships? The Susan Shelby that you mentioned doesn't exist.” 6

"Really?" Luke looked deeply at his mother.

"Of course, I’m your mother. Do you think I would give you trouble? Don't overthink. Your wedding is in a month's time. The only thing that you have to do is to b e a happy groom. Also, your sister is coming home tomorrow. Please pick her up at the airport," Mrs. Jenkins said kindly.

"Sure." Luke nodded faintly. However, the question in his heart continued to manifest as his mother's

reaction did not seem right.

‘Susan Shelby...who are you? What is the truth?'