The Pampering CEO: Don't Mess With My Secretly-Married Sweet Wife novel Chapter 22

A smile appeared on Julian's face.

'It’s so late that Susan has really fallen asleep.'

Julian washed up and lay down on the bed. Once he nestled his body on the mattress, a warm body rolled into his arms.

He was stunned but was pleasantly surprised.

'Susan?'

He thought that it was definitely Susan. Soon, his steady breath became a pant.

"Susan, do you know what you're doing?” His voice broke the silence and that person instantly stopped moving.

However, quickly after that, she continued to gyrate closer.

Julian could not help hugging her body. Just as he was about to flip over, a perfumed scent traveled into his nostrils, making him frown.

'Something's not right. Susan never wears perfume. Her body always has a lovely grassy fragrance. This isn’t Susan!’

Julian's heart suddenly surged with a flash of anger and he switched the lights on.

Not expecting the lights to be turned on so suddenly, Isla was stunned. She shot up to sit beside the bed, then she smiled charmingly at Julian.

"Chairman Shaw,” she cooed as she slipped her shoulder strap off, revealing her radiantly fair shoulders.

Isla was confident that no man could resist her seduction, and even Julian Shaw was no exception.

Julian noticed her suggestive gestures and a cold glare appeared in his eyes. He walked over to her.

Mistaken, Isla’s eyes beamed with joy. 'Julian really can't resist the temptation.'

She was about to climb onto him when he ruthlessly choked her by the neck with one hand. "Tell me who you are! Where's Susan? What have you done to her?!"

Julian showed no mercy. His hands were like iron bands and Isla started to gasp for air. To her utter shock, his grip was slowly tightening. She tried to struggle out of his grasp.

He then drew a deep breath and released her. "Tell m e!” i

Isla coughed vigorously with a frightened expression." Madam Shaw sent me. She said that Mrs. Shaw hasn’t gotten pregnant, so...so I'll help continue the Shaw family’s lineage!"

"Mom?" Julian could not believe it.

'She wanted another woman to get pregnant in the place of Susan. How could Mom do such a horrendous

thing!?'

Julian suppressed his anger and demanded, "Where's Susan?"

"In...in the guest room," Isla stuttered.

He turned around to leave, but right before that, he glared at her. "Get off the bed right now. I don't want to see any part of you touching this bed!"

Still horrified by Julian’s rebuttal, she scooted off the bed without hesitation.

"I'll deal with you later," he said coldly and went to the guest room.

Isla stood there in humiliation and gritted her teeth.' Where did this go wrong? Was it the subpar beauty and seduction? Impossible! I’m confident with how I look, I can definitely make any man go crazy over me. No matter how powerful Julian is, he’s still a ma, isn't he?

'And didn't Madam Shaw say that he detested Mrs. Shaw? Then, why was he calling her name on the bed just now? His first reaction was also to ask about Susan. Does he really detest her that much?'

Isla gritted her teeth. This matter was more complicated than she anticipated, but she would not give up so easily.

The door to the guest room was not locked, so Julian went in and saw the blanket in a pile.

There was some movement beneath it, and obviously there was someone in there who seemed uneasy.

Julian's face relaxed and he asked gently, "Susan, are you asleep?"