The Pampering CEO: Don't Mess With My Secretly-Married Sweet Wife novel Chapter 17

That damned woman!

Julian gritted his teeth. 'Doesn’t she feel anything in m y absence?'

"Chairman Shaw, the private jet is ready and we can take off anytime." His personal assistant walked in.

Julian stood up. "Good!"

Forget about it. He would deal with the woman when h e got home!

It was midnight when Julian reached home and Susan was already sound asleep.

Under the gentle moonlight, he stared at her beautiful sleeping face. The rage in him disappeared in an instant.

Julian sat at the bedside with mixed emotions. Then, h e gently touched her face.

'Susan, I only dare to look at you like this when you're asleep. After all these years, I'm afraid that you've forgotten about the young boy, but you’ve been in my heart and I could never forget you since then.

'You really think that our marriage is a coincidence, a n agreement, but you don't know that I planned it painstakingly. However, Susan, if you don't love me, all of this will forever be a secret.'

He then lay down beside Susan, watching her in her deep slumber and reaching his arm under her neck. Then, he pulled her into his embrace in satisfaction.

The next morning, Susan rubbed her eyes and opened them in a blur.

After that, she saw a handsome face in front of her eyes!

"Ah! Why...why are you here?" she asked in a panic.

"This is my house. Where would I be if not here?" Julian raised an eyebrow.

"But...but you said you'd only be back today."

Julian snorted, "What if you were cheating on me? Of course, I have to keep an eye on you!"

Then...why am I in your arms?"

"That you’ve got to ask yourself. Why are you shamelessly in my embrace?" Julian raised his eyebrows. "I'm kind-hearted and even let you sleep on my arm the entire night. I never even made a sound about my sore arm, but you shrieked at me instead."

After saying that, he frowned and massaged his arm.

Susan looked at the red imprint on his arm and blushed. "R-really?"

"Otherwise?" He looked at her intensely.

“Sorry." Susan walked over in embarrassment. "I sleep like a dead log. If ever you end up in this situation

again, just wake me up.”

"We'll talk about it next time.” Julian swung his arm." Just that my arm..."

“Let me massage it for you.” She walked over and massaged his arm gently.

"Softer, harder. Forget it. Stop and get me a glass of water, or you can massage my shoulders," Julian instructed her about and suddenly felt that he was being clever about it.

Susan felt guilty and did not complain.

Finally, CEO Shaw himself became self-conscious. He waved his hand and dismissed her. "Okay, you're done. Remember to leave work an hour earlier today. We have a family dinner tonight."

“Sure." Susan felt her back stiffen after hearing about the family dinner. She was more afraid of Madam Shaw compared to Julian.

Every time when she thought about meeting Madam Shaw, she felt like smashing her head against a wall s o that she did not need to attend the function.