The Pampering CEO: Don't Mess With My Secretly-Married Sweet Wife novel Chapter 387

"No buts." Julian Shaw looked at Susan Shelby calmly. "We shouldn’t do anything more than three times.

Susan, this is already the third time that you've mentioned getting a divorce."

Third time?

Susan couldn't help being stunned for a moment.

She was asking for a divorce from Julian for the third time?

She had actually forgotten about it yet Julian could still remember that clearly.

Julian sounded calm, but there was a rage seeping through his calmness that terrified Susan. "My mother made us get a divorce the first time and you signed the divorce papers right away without the slightest hesitation!”

Susan was stunned for a moment and felt a slight guilty conscience creeping into her heart. This incident-perhaps it roughly happened?

Susan refuted subconsciously, "I didn't know that you loved me at the time. I signed it because I didn't want t o make things difficult for you."

"How about the second time then?" Julian stared at Susan. "I asked you to trust me, yet you left behind those divorce papers and left out of rage just because o f Isabelle's remarks! Susan, do you know how I spent those days from the day you disappeared on that occasion?”

The flames burning in Julian’s pupils grew more and more obvious.

Susan did not have the courage to look at him once again. It was due to self-abasement earlier, but this time, it was out of guilt.

"It’s the third time that you're doing it now." Julian looked at Susan. "Susan, the thought of giving up on you never came to my mind all this while regardless o f the hardships that I encountered. This is because you are my life. Giving up on you is equal to giving up on myself. Yet, I hope that my determination is enough to exchange for your determination too. The word ‘divorce’ weighs as much as a thousand tonnes. Why are you capable of bringing it up over and over again like this?"

Julian stretched out his hand and nudged at Susan’s chest gently. "Tell me, do you actually have a heart here? If there is, am I in your heart then?"

It sounded like there was an ineffable despair in Julian’s heart.

Susan could not help panicking.

How could Julian doubt her love for him?

She loved him irrevocably and she loved him to oblivion.

Yet, it was precisely due to her loving him too much that she could not bring herself to let Julian receive any criticism.

Her Julian was so good that he deserved to be with an even more outstanding woman.

"Julian." Susan held Julian's heart. Tears began dropping slowly. "You can doubt everything but you can’t doubt my love for you."

Julian felt rather sympathetic upon seeing Susan’s teary-eyed appearance. However, he was not planning to let Susan off so easily this time.

He needed to clarify some matters.

Julian gazed at her. "Susie, do you think I love you for your looks? I love you, so I love you as a whole, of course. May it be the good you or the bad you, I love it all. If you leave me because of this, are you belittling yourself, or me?"

Susan sobbed. "Julian, I don't want you to be criticized by others saying that you've actually married such a hideous wife."

"Which part of you is hideous?" Julian raised an eyebrow.

"Am I not hideous? Even I can't stand the sight of myself," Susan said as if she lost all hope for herself. "I shouldn't leave the house in my horrible, ghastly state.”

Before Susan's voice died off, Julian suddenly raised her hand, then planted a gentle kiss on the rash on her hand.

"Julian." Susan panicked. "Don't, it's disgusting..."

Julian disregarded her, and on the contrary, hugged her then planted a deep kiss on her lips.

Susan's gaze grew even more anxious. She had no idea how Julian could bear to kiss her in her current state.