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

Chapter 24 I Did Not Have Breakfast

Ignoring the shock in Isla’s eyes, Julian walked out the door while embracing her.

Sure enough, Susan had woken up and was in the living room.

Julian took a glance at her, his face containing a trace of an evil smile. He stretched his hand out and lifted Isla's chin. "Baby, you’re so beautiful."

Isla’s eyes lit up and her eyes flashed with joy. She could not help cooing delicately, "Chairman Shaw, you're so naughty..."

"Don't you like it?" Julian deliberately got closer.

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Whether one looked at him from near or from afar, Julian's face was simply perfect. She would get struck by lightning if she missed a chance with a man as handsome and wealthy as him.

Isla seized the opportunity and grasped onto Julian's neck. Both of them stood so close as though they were kissing.

Susan was walking out of the door when she saw that passionate scene between Julian Shaw and Isla Brown. Although she was prepared, she still felt the pinch in her heart.

After drawing in a deep breath to suppress the torment in her heart, Susan made the effort to avert her gaze. Then, she took the bag and left the house quietly.

Julian was looking at Susan all the while. When he saw her leave without any reaction, his eyes flashed with anger.

"Chairman Shaw, you frightened me last night," Isla said gently.

However, his devilish smile had faded. He glanced coldly at Isla, then he removed her arms around his neck.

"Chairman Shaw?" Isla was still looking at him charmingly.

Julian's face held a hint of disgust and he said coldly," Isla Brown, my mother is my mother and I am me. My mother's wishes aren’t mine. Do you understand?

You're smart, so you'll know what to say and what not t o say around my mother."

Isla's face turned pale again. She realized that she could not understand Julian. This man was so unpredictable and he was making her go crazy.

"Know your position and be more honest about it," he warned Isla, then turned around and left.

The villa door was closed with a bang.

Isla's charming face was instantly filled with viciousness!

'It's Susan. It must be her! That woman must have done something! Julian doesn't want to touch her, yet she still clings onto him shamelessly. Susan Shelby, w e shall see!’

Silently, a black luxurious car stopped beside Susan steadily.

The window was rolled down and Julian said coldly," Get in.”

Susan took a glance at him and gritted her teeth. "No, the public bus will be here in another half an hour.”

Julian squinted threateningly. "Woman, are you throwing a tantrum?" He had yet to deal with her about the previous night’s incident, but she was angry at him now.

"No," she added sulkily, "I daren't!"

"Oh, that's right. You dare to think of an ex-boyfriend despite carrying the title of Mrs. Shaw. What else are you afraid of?" he mocked.

"Yes, you're right." She looked at him. "Then, you should quickly drive away and not disturb me thinking about my ex-boyfriend!"

"You...” Julian’s eyes flashed with anger.

'This woman's temper has grown over the past few days! She used to explain things gently, but now she's actually talking back to me. Very well then, I’ll let her walk!’

With a stormy face, he sped off.

Susan pursed her lips and walked towards the bus stop slowly in her heels.

Not more than a few steps later, the black Bentley came back!

Julian rolled the window down again.

"Get in," he commanded coldly.

"No..."

"Stop this nonsense." Julian raised an eyebrow as though he saw her high heels unintentionally. Then, h e said impatiently, "Do you think this is because of you? I'm just concerned that you might be late and affect the company's productivity."

"I'm just a small potato. I don’t think my influence is that great, is it?" Susan said.

"I'm saying it will which means it will." He stared at her. "Susan, do you need me to bring up your elder brother for you to..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Susan was already in the car and her seatbelt was fastened.

"Okay, let’s go,” she said.

Julian was speechless.

‘This woman...Forget it. I'll tolerate her nonsense! It’s nobody but my own fault for shamelessly wanting only her!'

In the quiet car, Susan could not help peeking at

Julian a few times.

"What is it?" His unfriendly voice was heard.

'Damn it. He found out that I was peeking.’ Susan looked away quickly.

"Just say whatever you want to."

Susan gritted her teeth tightly and could not hold back any longer. "You and Isla..."

“We're good." Julian raised an eyebrow. "Mom really knows my taste. She’s got a hot figure and a seductive aura. Plus, she's really obedient in bed-definitely much better than you."

A feeling of embarrassment surged, causing Susan to lower her head. 'I shouldn’t have asked such a selfembarrassing question. I should’ve known the answer since they looked so inseparable in the morning, shouldn't I?'

"Based on this, I can quickly accomplish the mission Mom gave me and impregnate Isla with a child,” Julian said blandly.

"Oh." Susan's hand retracted and she pretended to be calm. "That's good."

Screech.

The car came to a sudden halt by the roadside.

Julian squinted at her with a mysterious smile. "Do you really think it’s good?"

Susan made sure her smile looked sincere. "Yes, it’s good. You're not willing to touch me, but the Shaw family needs an heir. Now that you’re going to have a kid with a woman you like, that's killing two birds with one stone."

"Very well. You have proven your generosity once again. Looks like I have no choice but to give you the award for being the best wife," Julian said while clenching his teeth.

"I don’t need that award as long as you're happy,” she replied honestly.

Julian took a long glance at her. Then, he sped off while resisting the urge to strangle her.

As usual, after he dropped Susan off a kilometer away from the office, Julian drove off, leaving a trail of dust.

Susan walked slowly towards the office entrance and bumped into Chance Hamilton.

"Susan.” Chance waved happily at the sight of her.

Although Susan had rejected him, both of them were still friends.

"Chance." Susan walked over with a smile.

"I discovered a delicious restaurant much better than the one that we usually order from. Here, I bought an extra cup of soy milk and a piece of cookie for you. Try it." Chance passed her a cup of soy milk and a small paper bag excitedly.

"Thank you." Susan's cold hands were warmed upon receiving the cup of soy milk and cookie.

“Try it quickly," Chance urged her.

As she was about to take a sip, a cold voice interrupted her.

"I haven’t had my breakfast." CEO Shaw suddenly appeared beside them and stared at the soy milk.