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.
Isla blushed.
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.
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