The Pampering CEO: Don't Mess With My Secretly-Married Sweet Wife novel Chapter 403

Now, Mr. Clark was dead.

The disappointment in George Wright's heart vanished in a second, as he still had to focus on the important matter at hand.

"Julian, what the heck is actually going on?" asked George.

Julian Shaw picked up Mr. Clark and dashed outside right away.

He wanted to cut up Mr. Clark into 1,000 pieces, but M r. Clark was still useful to him. He could not let him die.

George had no idea what was going on so he could only follow Julian and charge outside.

Mr. Clark was taken to the military hospital nearby. After a series of emergency treatments, he still did not manage to pull through.

"He is an expert at the structure of the human body, so he naturally calculated the proper strength and angle for the crash." Julian then said in a deep voice, "I overlooked that."

"Julian! What the heck is going on? Is the antidote fake?" George could not help asking.

Grief flashed past Julian's eyes at once.

"It’s true that this is the antidote, but it is only the simplified version of the antidote." He then said slowly, "This antidote is only effective for five years. Five years later, the simplified version of the antidote will be rendered ineffective. A person who has been infected by the Errol Virus will still..."

Will still-

George figured out the words that Julian had yet to speak. He felt his chest tremble involuntarily.

"So where is the full version of the antidote then?" The volume of George’s voice increased abruptly.

"No one knows!” Julian said in despair. "Mr. Clark did develop the Errol Virus, but he was incapable of producing the antidote."

"How could... this be?" George could not help feeling stunned as well.

That meant that Susie’s crisis had not been resolved yet, right?

"I still have five more years, I still have five more years." Julian suddenly clenched his teeth. "I still have five more years, so there’s hope. He failed to develop the antidote, but I refuse to believe that we can't develop an antidote in five years' time by gathering the most outstanding expert pathologists and virologists in the entire world."

"That's right." A gleam of hope flashed past George’s eyes.

"It's almost time for Susie's first flare-up. I must return home to see her first," said Julian.

"I shall head to the research center to get an update then." George stood up as well.

"Alright," answered Julian before he rushed back to the Wrights.

Susan Shelby was playing with Chessie.

Upon seeing Julian, she raised Chessie’s hand." Chessie, quick, smile at daddy."

As if she understood Susan's instruction, Chessie actually cracked a brilliant smile at Julian.

Her adorable appearance softened Julian’s heart at once.

"She loves you more. Chessie won't smile at me," said Susan enviously.

She had been playing with Chessie for a very long time, yet Chessie had not even smiled at her once. As soon as Julian had come, Chessie had smiled.

Julian concealed the sorrow in his eyes and cracked a gentle smile. He rubbed Susan's head softly. "She won't smile at you? Bad Chessie! Should I smack her buttocks?"

Julian assumed a different posture as if he was about t o smack her buttocks.

"How dare you!" Susan could not help glaring at him.

Julian could not help smiling.

Chessie had no idea that she had just escaped a beating. She looked here and there and babbled to herself occasionally in an attempt to express her opinion with great effort.

Her chubby, pinkish appearance was truly so adorable that it was almost illegal.