The Pampering CEO: Don't Mess With My Secretly-Married Sweet Wife novel Chapter 422

The next day, Julian got up energetically while Susan was still trembling in bed.

"It's nine o'clock already, and you still don’t want to wake up? You lazy pig.” Julian teased Susan by rubbing her nose.

A look of resentment flashed across Susan's face.

This b*stard! Didn't he feel ashamed when he teased her?

Had he not been frantic last night? Would she have been like this otherwise?

It would not be an exaggeration to say that her legs were cramping now!

Julian looked like he had completely recovered. What i n the world was going on with this man's body structure?

"You're forbidden from entering this house if you dare to do this again,” Susan said through gritted teeth.

Julian had an aggrieved expression on his face." Susie, I'm tired too, okay? This was my last resort to prove my innocence."

'Your last resort...'

Susan was left completely speechless when she looked at his face, which was glimmering with happiness. "You! Scat!" "Would I need to work so hard if it wasn't for your sudden jealousy? Or was my performance last night not good enough?" Julian furrowed his brows and started thinking solemnly. "Then I shall put in more effort next time."

More effort?

Susan's expression turned gloomy.

"You’re still expecting a next time?" Susan glared at him.

"What can I do? If you doubt me again, I can only prove myself this way," Julian said with a helpless look.

Susan took a glimpse at him and said in resignation," Alright, I won't... I won't doubt you again. Okay?"

Judging from Julian's vigorous performance last night, it was hard to imagine that he had just slept with another woman.

"So no more doubts?" Julian's expression seemed regretful.

"Nope!" Susan nodded categorically.

"Actually, I wouldn't mind you doubting me more frequently in the future," Julian said softly with an indescribable gaze.

Susan blushed and could not help spitting lightly at him.

The two of them spoke for a while, but Susan felt embarrassed all of a sudden. "You and Willa Doyle were really high school classmates?"

"Yup," Julian responded.

"Nothing has happened between you two?" Susan confirmed again.

"Do you need me to prove it again?" Julian stared at Susan helplessly. As he said that, he was about to walk toward Susan.

"No, there's no need! I believe you, I believe you." Susan pulled back and hid under her blanket like a duck in a thunderstorm.

If Julian were to prove it a few more times, she would die.

Julian could not help being amused as he looked at her panicked expression.

"If there’s nothing between you two... then I might have gone overboard yesterday," Susan said in embarrassment.

Her attitude toward Willa yesterday seemed rather outrageous now.

"It’s okay." Julian rubbed her hair. "You didn't mean to do it."

Susan gave it some thought and asserted, "I’ll apologize to her later."

Willa was their guest after all, and her attitude had been too rude.

"It’s your call." Julian could not help but chuckle as he saw Susan blush.

As the two of them were talking, somebody knocked o n the door suddenly.