Susan peeked at Julian on the way home.
He raised an eyebrow. "What is it?"
Susan was startled by his sudden question, and after a while, she said softly, "Today, Luke..."
"Is just a pitiful worm," Julian continued calmly, "You handled it nicely today. I believe he won't bother you anymore."
Susan lowered her head and sighed.
"What? Is your heart aching?"
She thought for a while, then honestly said, "A little. I... looked at him and felt sad."
She knew that she should not talk about this to Julian, but she could not help it. At that moment, she needed someone to listen to her emotions. Although she thought that Julian would be angry, she did not expect him to glance at her and respond.
Upon seeing that he did not get angry, she continued and complained softly, "Actually, Madam Jenkins didn't accuse me of taking the $100,000. But why did she demonize me and Luke’s past? That made me feel like something beautiful in the past was instantly destroyed. I...I feel sad about that."
This was the second time Susan said she was sad.
The car suddenly stopped by the roadside, and Susan looked at Julian in surprise.
He then hugged her.
"What are you doing?" Susan was stunned.
"I’m giving you my shoulder to lean on since you're sad,” he said calmly.
Still bewildered, she looked at his perfect side profile and a sudden warmth surged within her heart. She leaned on his shoulders and instantly felt as though everything was better.
"Julian, I think Luke won't come and look for me anymore. Everything between me and him is over. No, we already ended things earlier. It’s just that this time, the door is closed more firmly," Susan said gently.
"Hmm," Julian only responded softly.
"Although I'm a little sad, I find it relaxing," she said with a smile.
He did not say a word as he gently stroked her hair.
After being in Julian's embrace for a while, she suddenly blinked. "Why did you...tell everyone that you're married today?"
Julian raised his eyebrows and said calmly, "I have too many suitors, so I can use the married excuse to ward them off."
"Oh...” She lifted her head and stole a glance at him."
You like this shirt, don't you?"
He laughed. "How good can your taste be? I'm just wearing it casually."
"Okay/" Susan straightened her body. "Come, let's go home. Brother is waiting for me at home."
"You..." He looked at her dumbfoundedly. This woman was only using him for comfort! 'Although you're so condescending, I’ll still be your driver.’
In the next three days, Julian continued to wear the same shirt. He wore it daily and washed and dried it a t night so that he could wear it the next day.
Until Susan bought more shirts for him, only did he started changing his shirts. Then, every garment of his from head to toe was bought by her.
"Wear these tomorrow." Susan started to match his clothes for him.
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