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

Chapter 147 Taking Your Life

Susan Shelby could not help feeling embarrassed when Isabelle Shelby mentioned the matter. "Those were all blind conjectures I made when I was young.”

"Tee-hee.” Isabelle could not help sniggering. "I could tell that you were very serious about it at the time.

You said you were going to marry the boy when you were older. Afterward, you cried for a few days when h e moved away."

Susan could not help letting out two coughs. "Those were all past events when I was young.”

"True that." Isabelle said, "That boy came from a rather wealthy family actually. However, I believe that he still can't compare to Julian regardless of how wealthy he was."

Susan smiled.

She had never taken a person's wealth into consideration at all times.

"Speaking of which, I still remember that both of you made an agreement to meet again twenty years later." Isabelle asked in excitement, "If I'm not mistaken, the date which both of you agreed on is close, right?"

At the talk of this, a joyous look flashed past Susan’s eyes. "Hmm, it's going to take place in one week."

She did not ask how Isabelle knew about this because she was extremely close to Isabelle when they were young. She used to speak her mind to Isabelle on everything related to that little boy.

"Are you planning to go?" asked Isabelle.

"I'm going, of course." Susan smiled so wide her eyes narrowed into slits. "It's a rendezvous for us."

Susan could not help anticipating the day beyond her control.

She was really curious about how the little boy in the past looked like now.

Isabelle had a strange gaze. "Are you not worried that Mr. Shaw will get jealous?"

"It's just a friend from my childhood. Julian is not such a narrow-minded person." Susan chuckled and said, "Who can really take a matter that happened when we were so young seriously? I'm only going to meet a friend that I lost long ago."

"True that." Isabelle nodded. A subtle glint flashed past the depths of her eyes.

She could still remember that little boy now like it was yesterday.

In that tiny county, the boy was actually living in a private villa and he was taken care of by over ten servants around the house.

The expenditure on his food and clothing was ineffably expensive even when she thought about it now. 1

she was extremely close to Isabelle when they were young. She used to speak her mind to Isabelle on everything related to that little boy.

"Are you planning to go?" asked Isabelle.

"I'm going, of course." Susan smiled so wide her eyes narrowed into slits. "It's a rendezvous for us."

Susan could not help anticipating the day beyond her control.

She was really curious about how the little boy in the past looked like now.

Isabelle had a strange gaze. "Are you not worried that Mr. Shaw will get jealous?"

"It's just a friend from my childhood. Julian is not such a narrow-minded person." Susan chuckled and said, "Who can really take a matter that happened when we were so young seriously? I'm only going to meet a friend that I lost long ago."

"True that." Isabelle nodded. A subtle glint flashed past the depths of her eyes.

She could still remember that little boy now like it was yesterday.

In that tiny county, the boy was actually living in a private villa and he was taken care of by over ten servants around the house.

The expenditure on his food and clothing was ineffably expensive even when she thought about it now. 1

She could tell that the boy must have a shocking family background.

She wondered how Susan was always so lucky that she could encounter those rich men?

Susan and Isabelle were chatting leisurely when Julian suddenly walked in through the door.

Julian frowned in a manner that was not easily discernible upon seeing Isabelle.

"Julian." Susan said smilingly, "Isa is here to have a chat with me. I insisted that she stay for lunch."

"It’s fine as long as you're happy.” Julian smiled and appeared carefree.

"Chairman Shaw." Isabelle cracked into a sweet, shy smile at Julian.

Julian shifted his gaze as soon as he took one glance.

He said nonchalantly, “Susie, I still have some matters to attend to in the study room. You should accompany Ms. Shelby."

"Alright," answered Susan.

Julian went upstairs with an apathetic expression.

Isabelle gazed after his departing silhouette. A look of desolation flashed past her eyes involuntarily as she said softly, "Susie, do you think that Mr. Shaw is still mad at me?"

Susan was stunned for a moment, then she smiled

and said, "No, that's just how Julian's temperament is.''

Isabelle did not speak anymore but there was an incredulous look in her gaze.

She had been constantly watching Julian and Susan with close attention yesterday night.

It was obvious that Julian loved Susan deeply and cared about her very much.

Why did his temperament turn into this when he was treating her?

Could it be that she was so unworthy, unlike Susan?

Isabelle had only nodded gently on the surface.

They chatted for a while more.

Mama Jean came to see Susan when it was time for lunch.

"Madam, you said that you're going to make stewed ribs for lunch and I’ve already prepared the ingredients for you."

"Alright, I shall do it now." Susan stood up and looked at Isabelle smilingly. "Isa, you can have some tea and snacks as you like at your convenience. I’m going to cook up a dish."

"Hmm," answered Isabelle while Susan headed to the kitchen.

A faint disdain tinged Isabelle's gaze as she looked at Susan's silhouette bustling around the kitchen.

Susan was still preparing meals personally despite having already married a man like Julian. A woman like her could never change the lowliness in her bones regardless of the change in her status just as expected.

Susan began bustling about in the kitchen.

Isabelle glanced at the upper floor and her eyes suddenly lit up.

She picked up a bowl of pre-cut fruits and headed upstairs with a smile on her face. 2

She tidied up her hair and cracked into a sweet, feminine smile before she knocked on the door gently.

Julian could not help looking up upon being interrupted by the sound.

His expression turned cold at once upon seeing that the incoming person was Isabelle. "What is it?"

Isabelle was startled by Julian's coldness but she regained her smile soon. She said softly, "Mr. Shaw, Susie is cooking in the kitchen. She sent me to bring you a plate of fruits."

"Susie?" Julian's furrowed brows relaxed down ever so slightly. "Leave it there.”

"Alright." Isabelle made her way into the room gently without making any noise, then placed the fruits next t 0 Julian.

Julian had already gone back to rifting through documents.

Isabelle’s eyes glimmered, then she picked up a slice o f honeydew with a toothpick and brought it to Julian. She said softly, "Mr. Shaw, here, have a slice of fruit. Don't disappoint Susie’s kind intentions." 1 NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

Julian furrowed his brows and raised his head to look up to Isabelle.

Isabelle's face blushed ever so slightly when she watched Julian's facial features up close.

Up close, Julian looked even more gorgeous compared to seeing him from afar!

"I’m not going to eat it now, leave it," said Julian expressionlessly.

Isabelle's smile grew even sweeter. "Chairman Shaw, it's Susie's kind intentions anyhow..."

"I said, leave it.” Julian interrupted her with an even colder voice.

Isabelle was startled before she was finally willing to place down the fruit. "Yes."

Yet, she refused to leave just like that so she made her way to the side and began pouring tea for Julian. "Mr. Shaw, you've run out of tea. Let me get you some."

"No need for that." Julian frowned. 1

What was this woman trying to do?

Isabelle smiled gently. "It's fine. Anyhow, it's only an easy task for me. Mr. Shaw, you..."

"I said I don't need it!” Julian’s voice turned ferocious i n a split second.

Isabelle was so startled that her hands trembled and she dropped the teacup to the floor.

She could not help looking at Julian piteously. "Mr. Shaw, I'm... I'm sorry.”

As she was speaking, her eyes reddened swiftly with tears pooling in her eyes. She appeared to be extremely piteous.

Julian's gaze grew icy cold by now. "Isabelle Shelby, Susie thinks of you as a friend. If you break her heart, I will take your life.”