"Julian, I didn’t meet him on purpose. The client asked for a meetup and I only knew that her last name was Ainsley, but I didn’t know that she was Mandy Ainsley and that she would bring Luke Jenkins along," Susan said softly.
Her subtle explanation made Julian feel better. He looked at Susan expressionlessly. "If you see those two people next time, please turn around and leave right away, understand?"
Because it occurred to him that it sounded as if he was jealous, Julian immediately added, "Hmph, knowing your level of promiscuity, you might just get involved with them. Anyway, the Shaw family will not lose face over this."
When Susan turned slightly pale, Julian regretted possibly having been too harsh with his words. That was not even what he meant. Nevertheless, it was impossible for him to apologize.
"I know. I'll stay away from him," she said in a soft voice.
"Okay then,” he said uninterestedly.
The journey back to the Shaw residence was quiet.
After Susan changed her clothes, she saw Julian sitting on the sofa. She cautiously asked, "Julian, have you eaten your dinner? Why don’t I cook and we eat
together?"
Neither she nor Julian liked to have many people around. Therefore, besides the part-time cleaners who went over to clean the house, they had no maids at home and Susan personally cooked their meals.
"Is your cooking edible?" Julian raised an eyebrow, appearing disgusted.
In the past, Susan would not have asked again, but this time, she summoned her courage to suggest, "It should be fine. Why don't...you give it a try?"
Julian narrowed his eyes.
Under the lights, her eyebrows fluttered like butterflies and his heart itself felt like it had butterflies. Nevertheless, he pretended to be indifferent. "Alright then."
After half an hour, dinner was ready. There were 4 dishes and a bowl of soup. Susan looked at Julian expectantly, "Wanna give it a try?"
"What dishes are these? They don't look appetizing at all," Julian remarked disgustedly before he took a serving of garlic eggplant.
"How can this eggplant be so salty!?
"This melon soup has no taste.
"The honey ribs don't seem to have the right cooking temperature.
"These are not edible by humans.”
Much to her amusement, Julian complained and ate a t the same time.
Susan blinked. Although they had been married for a year, today was their first time sitting down quietly to have a home cooked meal together.
Initially, her perception of Julian was a frightening devil. Now, however, she suddenly felt like the devil was quite grounded.
"Terrible! The food sucks," Julian said while rubbing his slightly extended stomach,
Susan looked at the empty plates on the table and could not help letting out a cough.
Then, he looked at her and snorted. "I didn't want to waste food.
"Hmm, indeed, frugality is a virtue," she replied rigidly.
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