The Pampering CEO: Don't Mess With My Secretly-Married Sweet Wife novel Chapter 193

Several snowflakes fluttered down in pale specks.

Wayne was sketching on the canvas, while Susan was drawing up a blueprint on the stool next to him.

From time to time, she would breathe into her hand.

"What a blockhead I am! It must be very cold for you to stay here outside with me. Come, give me your hands. I'll warm you up a little," Wayne said, the feeling of concern lacing his voice.

After that, he walked up to Susan. However, just as he reached out for her hand, she avoided it and shoved her hand into her pocket. Then, putting on a smile, she said, "It's okay. I'll put my hand into my pocket and it will warm up later.”

Seeing how resolute Susan was, Wayne did not press the matter on. He smiled at her in return and said," Susie, I'm done with my sketching. Do you want to have a look?"

Then, without waiting for Susan to answer, he showed his sketch at her. Susan looked at it and realized that h e had been sketching her all this time.

In the sketching, she was sitting on a stool, her eyes fixed on the blueprint in her hand. She had the look of intense concentration on her face that gave her a cold and elegant vibe, which was then softened by the several pieces of snowflakes that landed on her

shoulders.

The entire sketch was incredibly pleasing. The shading was spot-on and the hues used were perfect. I t was indeed a masterpiece.

"Do I look that good?" Susan was surprised.

"Trust me, Susie. You look a hundred times better than the drawing," Wayne said, his eyes contained a strange light that Susan could not read.

Initially, Susan was having a good time admiring the sketch. However, the things Wayne said had spoiled her mood, and the feeling of discomfort that she had been getting these few days rose from her stomach pit once more.

After spending a few days with Little Leaf, she felt he was a little strange. She had a hunch that he was courting her, but she did not have solid proof of that. That was why she did not say anything to him. What i f she was just imagining things? It took her so long to finally reconcile with Little Leaf, so she did not want t o spoil their friendship.

With that thought in mind, Susan smiled, "Aw, you're really such a sweetheart, Little Leaf. If my husband heard that, he would be very jealous.”

Wayne was stunned for a moment. Then, he asked, " Susie, you are married?"

"Yeah," Susan answered naturally, "I came back this time because I need a distraction. He's waiting for me at home. Anyway, remember to pay a visit to us later."

After much deliberation, this was what Susan came u p with. Since she could not say it out loud, she could only try a roundabout way and hope that he would understand.

"Yeah, I will," Wayne answered as he forced a smile on his face.

"The weather is getting colder, let’s head back," Susan suggested.

"You go back first. I still want to draw for a while," Wayne said. He smiled at her, but there was a wisp of sadness in the depth of his eyes.

Susan ignored it. She then quickly packed her stuff up and went back.

Wayne looked at her back for a long time as his brow slowly furrowed.

As an experienced male host, he was equipped with a n arsenal of tricks on how to steal a woman's heart, yet Susan was impervious to all the skills that he employed on her.

Just now, she even told him that she was married.

This meant that she knew he was courting her, and her answer was a no.

Wayne could not fathom why it would become like this. His fair face and his melancholy air had always been his aces in the hole. He had never failed to curry the favor of a woman before, but apparently, Susan was his Waterloo. No matter what he did, she

remained as solid as a rock.

He had promised Isabelle that he would make Susan fall head over heels for him in a week. Now that it was almost a week, he had made no progress at all.

Just when Wayne was racking his brain, his phone rang.

"How is the progress?" Isabelle's gloomy voice wafted from the other side of the line.

Susan was having a tough life recently. The Shelbys' situation was getting worse day by day. Her father's hands were tied facing Julian, so he unleashed all his fury and anger on her. i

She had lost count of how many times her father had beaten her in these few days. Initially, she thought Madam Shaw would give her a hand since she had taken care of her for a long time, but to her dismay, there was no news from Madam Shaw at all.