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

Chapter 31 Sick

Aligning with Susan's gaze, Julian's eyes suddenly became dangerous.

'This woman, I don't think she will...She...she dares!'

Susan pursed her lips and instantly removed her wedding ring. She placed the ring on Isla's palm. "For you."

'This woman really has the guts!' Julian's expression changed immediately. 'It's...it's your wedding ring!'

Isla's eyes subconsciously contained a flash of happiness. She looked at the terribly moody Julian.

"I have wished her and given her my present. May I rest now?" Susan looked at Julian expectantly. She did not wait for him to reply and went into the guest room.

The door closed with a loud bang.

Julian could not believe that she was throwing a tantrum at him!

'She met up with her ex-lover first! And she's angry? What in the world?!'

"Chairman Shaw, this ring..." Isla looked at the ring on her finger with a heavy heart, but she took it off and returned it to him nevertheless.

"Do you think I want what she doesn’t?" Julian's expression was cold as he took the ring and threw it into the trash can without a second thought.

Isla felt her heart and guts tremble. 'How can he throw such a valuable thing away just like that?’

After a while, to her speechlessness, Julian bent over the trash and retrieved the ring.NôvelDrama.Org © content.

"Well, it still costs a few million dollars. If I sell it, I can do some charity with the money," Julian said expressionlessly.

"Chairman Shaw, you are such a great philanthropist," Isla said sincerely, really believing what Julian said.

"Very good." Satisfied with Isla’s comment, Julian kept the ring away calmly. He then looked deeply at the tightly shut door.

'She could just give away something so important like a wedding ring. This woman has no heart! But what I have given away, I will never want it back. Susan Shelby, don’t expect to be rid of me in this life.'

On this night, Susan had an exceptionally long dream. In the dream, she was being hunted by a monster, but she could only keep running.

As she was about to hit a dead-end, Julian appeared i n front of her like a tower. He said to her, "Susan, you are my woman and I'll protect you."

He then chased the monster away.

While she was overjoyed, a knife suddenly appeared i n his hand and he stabbed her viciously in the chest.

She looked at him in disbelief, but his eyes were cold." Susan, I saved you so that I can kill you with my own hands. Now, you can go to hell."

Then, Susan jolted from the dream, bathed in a cold sweat. In the past two days, she had looked aimlessly a t the ceiling in the middle of the night.

'What a realistic dream...Julian Shaw is like a puzzle. He always has candy in one hand and a knife in the other. When he's in a good mood, he'll give me candy, and when he's not in a good mood, he gives me a knife. 1

'Doesn't he know that my heart is flesh and blood?

Does he think that my heart won't hurt after being hurt by him over and over again?'

While Susan's head hurt from all those thoughts, her body was covered in sweat.

It seemed like...she had fallen a little ill. It could have possibly because she had stayed out in the strong wind last night for too long.

Rinnngggg!

The alarm clock rang and Susan struggled to get out of bed. She would be late if she continued to stay lying there.

However, her body was weak and she fell back down once she got up. She continued to struggle, but her mind was groggy and her conscience was beginning t o be cloudy.

Susan felt as if her body was tied to a heavy rock and she could not even move an inch even if she wanted t o.

Was she going to lie there forever? 1

Her throat was parched and she wanted to drink some water. However, no one would bring it to her.

A feeling of disappointment surged in Susan’s heart.

In the living room, Julian frowned slightly.

'Is Susan still not up yet?' He squinted and walked to the room door.

Suddenly, he stopped in his tracks. 'Why should I care about this woman? She met up with her ex- boyfriend behind my back. Plus, she could even give away the wedding ring I gave her without hesitation. She doesn’t even think of me, so why should I be concerned about her?'

Julian snorted and left.

When Isla saw him leave, a subtle light flashed in her eyes. She walked over and opened the guest room door.

"Mrs. Shaw." Isla looked at Susan mockingly.

Susan heard a creak and she squeezed a word out from her throat, "Water..."

"Water, was it?" Isla's lips had a slight curve. She walked to the kitchen and fetched a glass of water. Then, she brought it to Susan.

Susan’s eyes lit up as she struggled to reach for the glass of water.

Isla laughed coldly, and with a whoosh, she emptied the entire glass of water on Susan’s head.

Susan could not even avoid it and the icy cold water made her tremble.

"Is this water alright?" Isla laughed and said.

Susan had no energy to argue with her. She only looked numbly at Isla and then struggled to get out of bed.

Knowing her own body, she realized that she had caught a cold.

Now that the glass of water had drenched her thoroughly, if she did not change her clothes immediately, her sickness would become more severe. She could not afford to be sick now because nobody would care for her, and she had to visit her elder brother who would be worried if he saw her in that condition.

Isla looked at her coldly from aside. She waited until Susan got down from her bed, then she extended her leg.

Susan could not avoid her leg and fell sprawling on the floor.

"You..." She lifted her head and looked at her angrily.

"Oh, are you angry?” Isla bent down and tapped Susan's face lightly. "Mrs. Shaw is angry. I’m so afraid! Should I kneel and beg for forgiveness now?”

When Susan looked at her coldly, Isla's heart had a surge of anger. Susan's expression made her feel like a clown!

'Hmph, who do you think you are?'

"Hmph, your gaze is so scary! You really do think you are Mrs. Shaw, don't you?" Isla squinted. "It’s a pity that you have been married for more than a year, yet Julian refuses to touch you. As a woman, if your husband doesn’t even care about you, isn’t that such a pathetic thing?"