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

Chapter 46 Luke Jenkins’s Wedding

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.

"No," he said, "Tomorrow's event is a formal one. This suit is too laidback, so it's not suitable."

"A formal event?” She was surprised.

Julian looked at her deeply as he enunciated word for word, "Tomorrow is Luke Jenkins’s wedding.”

Luke Jenkins's...wedding.

Susan's hands trembled slightly.

Luke Jenkins and Mandy Ainsley were finally getting married. It was her words that caused Luke to be so determined. While it had only been less than a month, she felt it had been a lifetime.

Previously, when she heard about the wedding, her heart would feel agony. Now, she only felt a slight pinch.

Susan curled her lips and said lightly, "Really? Time flies."

Julian stared at her as though he was looking into her heart.

"Then, you need to wear something proper." Susan continued to search through the clothes calmly.

"Besides preparing my clothes, you need a proper evening gown too," Julian said, "Tomorrow morning, TH get the evening gowns to be sent over for you to choose. At 10 in the morning, we’ll fly

to Bali island with the private jet. We'll reach the island around 4 in the afternoon, just in time for the wedding dinner at 6.” This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

Susan was stunned. "I...I'm going as well?"

"Of course," Julian said calmly, "I need a partner for the wedding dinner and I’m too lazy to find someone else."

Susan subconsciously twirled her clothes nervously with her fingers. "But you obviously know that Luke and I..."

"He's just an ex-boyfriend.” Julian stayed calm. "Now, you're my wife. In the future, you need to attend business functions with me. Don't tell me you need to avoid him all the time."

Susan’s lips trembled. She wanted to say that this time was different. This time was Luke and Mandy's wedding. Although she was determined to let go, it would still be awkward if she went. Madam Jenkins would be especially unhappy if she saw her.

However, Julian would never change his decision, so she did not reject it.

When daylight broke the next morning, sets of intricate evening gowns were sent to the Shaw residence together with a professional stylist. Susan always had a hard time picking out clothes for herself, so she let the stylist decide for her. 1

After 5 hours, Susan yawned as she went downstairs. Since she had woken up at 4 in the morning for styling, she could crash into bed immediately if there was any available.

"How? Do I look good?” Susan did not have the time to look at her reflection and simply asked.

When Julian looked at her, his eyes lit up.

A purple off-shoulder gown had been selected for Susan, revealing her slim shoulders and fair skin.

The stylist tightened the fabric around the waist slightly, causing the gown to flatter her figure. The dress had a mermaid-tail cutting and the ends sat perfectly on the floor.

Purple was a difficult color to handle unless the wearer had fair skin, but Susan's skin was her greatest asset. It was natural and radiant. Coupled with the purple gown, there was sophistication in her elegance which was lovely.

"No." Julian looked at her shoulders and shook his head. 1

"Huh? No?" Susan was immediately shocked. She would not go through another 5 hours of styling!

"Wait." He then walked into the closet.

What’s going on?’ Susan looked at his back in confusion.

After a while, he came out with a shawl and stuffed it into her arms. "Put this on."