The Pampering CEO: Don't Mess With My Secretly-Married Sweet Wife novel Chapter 141

"Save me! Save me! Save me!"

For a moment, her dialog box was filled with messages from her colleagues asking her to save them.

Susan cleared her throat and walked up to Julian.

"You're done?" Julian raised his brow.

"Not yet..." Susan cleared her throat again, "I'm just wondering why you're suddenly using your Facebook again..."

A cunning smile then crossed Julian's face, "I just want to let the world know how beautiful my wife is," Julian said straightforwardly.

Susan became speechless. It took her quite a long while to recollect her wits, "But, don’t you feel like it's a little bit... too much?"

"Is it?" Julian gave Susan an innocent look, "I've already looked them through and I only picked the photos that you look the best in before uploading them."

Then, as if to prove himself, he showed Susan his phone and said, "Look. I’m about to upload this one, this one, this one, and this one also... Aren't they all super nice?"

Susan did not know what to say. Apparently, Julian just uploaded all of her photos to his Facebook.

Even though it seemed like he was praising her, she had no idea why but she felt even more embarrassed.

Just when Susan was reorganizing her thoughts, she raised her head and realized Julian was going to upload another picture of her onto his Facebook again.

She quickly went forward and grabbed his phone.

Then, she said, "That's enough already, Julian. You can stop now."

"Why? Did you scroll through all the comments? Everyone is praising how beautiful you are and how good my camera skill is. I have to upload more for them to see," Julian said seriously.

Susan did not know what to comment. She said," Everyone is just being polite. Don't take it seriously."

"Are you sure? That is impossible," Julian furrowed his brows as he refused to accept the truth.

"Well, everyone is busy with their work, so let’s not make their work even harder, okay?" Susan suggested.

"Is it?" Julian raised his brow.

"Yes," Susan nodded sternly.

"Okay then, I’ll stop uploading your pictures on my Facebook,” Julian heeded to her suggestion.

Susan let out a sigh. Just when she was about to return to her seat and tell Alya the good news, her QQ began to blink violently, i

She opened it up, and the first thing that appeared was a big red shiny envelope with the password: Julian and Susan, an everlasting love that will last forever.

Everyone in the QQ group exploded and flooded her screen with replies.

Before Susan could come to her senses, another password-encrypted red envelope popped up.

This time the password was Julian and Susan, living i n conjugal bliss to a ripe old age.

The spam flooded her screen once more.

Then, the next one was Julian and Susan will have a baby soon.

And things continued.

Susan was on the verge of breaking down. She had never experienced any of this before. The way Julian expressed his affection was too straightforward and sweet. However, that was not the thing that made her feel sad the most. The saddest thing was she did not get any of the red envelopes.

Before Susan could wallow in her sadness for long, her colleagues bombarded her with a lot of messages.

The first was Alya.

"Susan, you’re so good at keeping your husband on a leash. I like the way Mr. Shaw showed his affection. You can ask him to continue."

Then, she tapped into Chance's message. "Mr. Shaw is indeed rich..."

Then, Queeny. "Susie, best wishes to you and Mr. Shaw."