Chapter 9

“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 at 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.

This woman was obeying what he said, but it sounded different. Julian could not help stealing a few glances at her.

Susan realized that her courage had actually grown as she ignored CEO Shaw’s glance and then chuckled. “I’ll do the dishes.”

When she walked past him, Julian obviously saw her shoulders bouncing up and down in small movements. That woman was laughing at him!

Julian should have been angry, but his heart was experiencing happiness that felt complicated at the same time. He even had a feeling that if she could keep smiling, he would not mind slightly embarrassing himself.

After washing up, Susan walked over to him and said softly, “Julian, that…”

“What is it?” Julian looked at her irritatedly.

“Do you...have a friend coming over tonight?” Susan paused before asking.

A friend?

When he recalled that Susan had previously said that she would not mind him having a ‘friend’ over to spend the night, his expression turned gloomy.

He looked at her coldly. “You’re quite concerned about my nightlife, hmm? Should I give you an award for being the best wife?” Julian was obviously angry.

Susan was stunned as she had no idea how she had triggered him. She apologized, “S-sorry.”

“Since you’re so considerate, then why are you apologizing?” Julian said coldly.

“Because I...because I…” She was frantically guessing what was on Julian’s mind.

“Forget it. Speak. What do you want to do?”

Without having to think of an excuse, Susan let out a sigh of relief and quickly said, “Julian, I want to visit my brother. I may be late, so if you’re bored, you can have your friend over. All I hope for is that the door…”

“You’re really thoughtful.”

“I should be,” Susan said sincerely.

Julian stared at her. He wanted to strangle that woman now. Then, he went out to get his blazer.

“Are you going out?” Susan asked.

“Don’t you want to visit Jacob?” Julian said without any expression.

“Do you mean you...you’re coming with me?” She was astounded.

He looked at her impatiently. “Are you coming or not?”

“Yes, let’s go,” Susan responded quickly.

At the nursing home, under the gentle moonlight, Jacob was sitting on a stone bench in the yard and there was a laptop on the table. His fingers were typing away at the keyboard.

“Mr. Shaw, Miss Shelby.” The nurses saw them and immediately stood up.

“You guys have some rest. I’ll take it from here,” Susan said gently. She went there frequently and was familiar with the nurses who smiled and left.

Jacob was typing on the keyboard seriously, so Susan did not disturb him. She walked over, sat beside him, and looked at the screen that had all sorts of characters. Susan did not understand them at all and fell asleep after a while.