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

Chapter 140 Bombarding Your Screen With Messages

Julian shot the secretary a flat stare, causing her to reply in a flustered manner, "I—I’m sorry, Mr. Shaw. I knocked on the door twice just now, maybe you didn’t hear it. I... I... I'll go out now!"

Just when the secretary turned around and attempted to leave, Julian called out to her, "Bold on. What kind o f document is that? Bring it to me."

"Yes, sir," the secretary bit the bullet and handed the document to Julian.

As if nothing had happened, Julian flipped through the document and then signed his name on it. Then, h e handed the document back to the secretary, "Okay, done."

"Thank you," the secretary took over the document in a kind of hypnotic trance. Then, she left immediately a s she did not wish to stay in the office for even a minute longer.

The secretary patted her chest after he closed the door.

"What happened? What did you see?" Everyone in the secretary office gathered around the secretary.

The secretary had to take a few deep breaths to calm herself down. Then, she pointed at her colleagues and upbraided them, "How... How dare you guys set me u p?! What did I miss while I was in the restroom? What i

s Susan doing in Mr. Shaw’s office?"

It was only now that she saw the light, specifically why all of them wanted her to send the document to Julian. She failed to see through their motives and fell into their trap.

"Don’t mind that, just tell us what you saw!" The crowd looked at the secretary expectantly.

"Well..." The secretary said, dragging out the word " well" for an exaggerated second.

Then, a triumphant grin crossed her face as she said," Go and look for yourself if you dare!"

Then, she successfully saw that the light in the eyes of the crowd dimmed.

'Hmph! Serves you right! Don't think that you can get anything from me after setting me up! By the way, I didn't expect Mr. Shaw to be this wild in front of his lover.’

Inside the office, Susan was on the verge of breaking down. She was confident that rumors about her and Julian must be flying around amongst the colleagues. Right now, she just wanted to kill herself.

"Let me go, Julian! I need to go back to work," Susan barked. This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

"Sure," Julian nodded matter-of-factly.

"Really?" Susan's eyes gleamed.

"If you think you can handle their gazes alone, sure, go ahead,” Julian said as he pointed at the door.

"Of course I can handle it. This is nothing for me,” Susan replied confidently, determination filled her eyes. 1

"Okay,” Julian raised his brows as he watched Susan walk to the door. She placed her hand on the handle, and then...

She suddenly turned around, her face pulled long as she pouted her mouth and said, "I'm sorry. I don't think I can do it."

Even though she was aware she was just merely delaying the inevitable, she still did not have the guts t o face it today.

"This is all your fault. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be in such an awkward situation," Susan complained poutingly.

"Susie," Julian’s voice suddenly turned gentle, "I still can't forget everything that happened in the cave yesterday. I don't wish that to happen again, so I swore to myself to never let you stay out of my sight ever again, not even for one second.” 3

Susan’s face blushed once more after hearing what Julian said. She did not know where Julian learned to be this flirtatious.

Julian was tickled pink by Susan's reaction. He chuckled and said, "Come over here. Sit next to me."

Since she could not go out now, Susan walked over to

Julian obediently.

"This is the latest international design information," said Julian as he pulled out a file from the table, putting it in front of Susan. "You can have a look at them while you're here."

"Oh my, where did you get these from?" Susan asked a s she flitted through the file.

Julian raised his brow, "Maybe I have a feeling that you will come to my office one day."

After he finished speaking he realized that Susan had already immersed herself into the world of design. She was not even paying attention to him.

He narrowed his eyes. Even though it took him a lot of effort to gather the information, he suddenly had the urge to burn them all. However, he soon dispelled the thought when he saw Susan's dedicated look.

He continued to observe Susan from the side. The more he looked, the more he felt she was cute and beautiful.

Suddenly, an idea flitted across his mind. He expressively placed his hand next to Susan's, then pulled out his phone to take a picture of it. After a short while, he pointed his phone at her profile and took another shot.

Susan did not realize what he was doing. She was totally immersed in her own design world.

Suddenly, her phone rang. She took her phone out.

"Susie! Please control your Mr. CEO!"

The first message she saw was Chance's. He seemed exasperated.

'Julian? What did he do?'

Piqued by curiosity, she looked at another message. In the end, all of the messages were from the colleagues who were closer to her. All of them were asking the same thing as Chance.

Susan could not help but take a look at Julian.

Right now, he was working. His face was stern and he looked normal to her. As such, she sent a message to a person.

"What is going on, Alya?"

"If you want to know what is going on, please take a look at your Mr. CEO's Facebook.’’

'Julian's Facebook? Why?'

Julian had a Facebook, but he rarely used it. She quickly opened up his Facebook and then she was stunned.

She scrolled all the way down and it took a long time for her to finish scrolling.

Julian had been posting on his Facebook since an hour ago.

The caption of the first post included 'us' and the photo included two hands that were put side by side.

Susan’s face darkened.

'Us? Is our Mr. Shaw still living in the Stone Age?'

She soon realized that it was not the main point. The main point was that the two hands in the picture were hers and Julian's. 2

Looking at the number of likes and replies below the post, Susan did not feel good about it.

Since it was a rare sight to see Julian update his Facebook, everyone had to do him the favor.

Therefore, everyone who came across the post would give their blessings.

Susan felt it was still fine if he posted one post only. Then, Julian began uploading her photo, which was snapped from different angles, onto his Facebook.

Susan was speechless, and she felt a little embarrassed. She closed her Facebook and sent a few dots to Alya.

"Susie, save me!" Alya replied instantly, "Initially, I thought of just supporting Mr. Shaw since he rarely uploads anything onto his Facebook. So I replied to every one of his posts, but I stopped at the tenth post. Then..."

"Then what?" Susan could not help but ask.

"Then, Mr. Shaw privately messaged me and asked me to not stop leaving comments. He ordered me to like and leave a comment under every post! There are like

30 to 40 posts! I still have to work!" 1

Susan's eyes bulged. She could sense her friend's exasperation through the screen.