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

Chapter 174 Compensation

Susan felt a little better after Julian's promise.

However, whenever she thought about Isabelle, she still felt disturbed as if there was a thorn in her heart.

Be that as it may, she chose to believe Julian. She was certain that he would never do any disservice to her, and that he must have his own reason for hiding it from her. Therefore, when Julian promised her that he would not interact with Isabelle anymore, she was willing to let the matter rest.

The next morning, Julian was already gone when she got up.

She then went downstairs. Madam Shaw had not woken up yet, and Susan only saw the servants bustling here and there.

She stopped a servant and asked, "Do you see Julian?"

The servant replied politely, "Mr. Shaw went for a morning run. I guess he'll be back soon."

"Morning run?" Susan was stunned. Julian would only go for a morning run when he was in a fret.

Apparently, the things that happened yesterday had a n impact on Julian as well.

"I'll go check him out." With that, Susan went out of the house.

When Julian was on his way back from his morning run, he saw a silhouette coming towards him from a distance and his eyebrows furrowed.

"Mr. Shaw," Isabelle’s eyes shone when she saw Julian. She picked up her pace and went up to him.Content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

"You’re early,” Julian said, his voice deep and cold.

As if she did not notice how flat and cold his voice was, Isabelle answered softly, "Madam Shaw tends to have serious migraines when she wakes up in the morning, so I have been coming here very early lately t o give her a massage.”

Julian stared at her, his face bereft of any emotion. Then, with a frigid voice, he said, "Isabelle, keep in mind that my patience has a limit. Even if you're Little Flower, there is something that you should never touch."

She deliberately got close to his mother and tried to sow discord between him and Susan. Both of them were his Achilles' heels, and she should have never laid her finger on them.

"What's wrong, Julian?" Isabelle was taken aback by Julian. Her eyes immediately took on a hurt expression as she said, "Madam Shaw is not feeling well, and I happen to know a way to help her feel better. I just want to help."

"Is that so?" Julian queried, "In that case, why don’t you hand over your massage technique and prescription? So that when you’re gone, I can get other people to help my mom."

"It’s not that I don’t want to give it to you, but... For people like us who practice Chinese medicine, we stress inheritance a lot. Without the consent from our master, we can't simply give those things away," Isabelle added.

A sarcastic smile crossed Julian's face, but it soon departed. "All of your excuses are so noble, yet I know exactly what you are up to. You're trying to get close to me through my mom and you want to replace Susie. That’s why you told her about the 5-million-dollar business contract that I gave to your father. Isabelle, I told you this before. I was in debt to you when I was a child, but I’ve already paid you back through the 5 million business contract. We’re even now, so do you really think I'll let you have it your way?"

The more Julian talked, the more his expression turned cold and grim, "Let me tell you something. I'm heartless, I’m cold-blooded, and I view everyone beneath me. Susan is the only one who can walk into my heart. She is my life, she’s my everything, so I'll tell you now. Stay away from her. If you so much as lay a finger on Susan again, I’ll show you what it's like to be in hell. Try me, Isabelle Shelby.”

Isabelle’s heart skipped a beat. When Julian said Susan was his everything, his expression was so serious, and he did not seem to be making false statements at all. Isabelle did not understand why he was so devoted to Susan. She did not understand why a worthless loser like Susan could stand beside Julian while she could not.

Be that as it may, Isabelle knew she must not give up yet. The match had not been decided yet, so she still stood a chance. As long as she could force Susan away from Julian, she was certain that she could replace her and become the new Ms. Shaw. With that in mind, she looked at Julian and feigned a smile. "You have misunderstood me, Mr. Shaw. I didn't mean to cut in between you and Susie. All I want to do is help Madam Shaw. If you really don't want me here, I'll stop coming. It's just that Madam Shaw's body condition has become better recently. I'm afraid that once she stops treatment, she will..." 2

"Are you threatening me?" Julian's face darkened.

A wisp of disappointment flashed across Isabelle's eyes. She looked at him as tears began to well out of her eyes. "Little Leaf, I don't know why you keep on thinking the worst about me. Yes, I admit that I love you. I have loved you for more than 20 years, and I still can't get over you until now. But is it really my fault?"

Her voice was getting louder and louder. She stood steadfast and stared at Julian as tears filled her eyes and rolled down her face. "Yeah, you might have forgotten about our promise, but I haven't. I still clearly remember everything you said to me. I was hoping to reunite with you for twenty years,

and there's not a single day gone by without thinking about you. However, by the time we finally met each other, you told me your heart belongs to Susan and then you want me to let go of everything between us. I t might be an easy task for you, but no, it won't happen for me. There is no way I can remove all the anticipation and feelings that have been rooted in my heart for 20 years. They have already become part of m e. You can’t expect me to remove a part of myself. I will die of bleeding. Do you want me to bleed to death?"

A mixed expression flowed across Julian’s eyes. Then, before he could say anything, Isabelle continued, "I love you. I love you more than anything else. When I saw Madam Shaw that day, my first reaction was that she is your mother, and that you will worry if she doesn't feel well. That's why I followed her back and gave her a massage and made her herbal cuisine every day. Do you think it's easy to do these things? I gave her a massage for two hours every day and do you have any idea how difficult it is to make the herbal cuisine palatable? It seems like I'm doing it for her, but in reality, I'm doing it for you. Can’t you feel m y heart?"

Julian was stunned. Indeed, Madam Shaw's complexion had become better recently, and it was all Isabelle's effort. However, that was a horse of a different color. Julian put on a calm expression and replied, "I guess I have made it pretty clear myself. You can't take the words of a child too seriously, and you have to put down the things that happened during our childhood."

Isabelle’s tears flowed even more. "I'm not trying to ruin your relationship with Susie, and I don't need you to love me back. I just want to stay by your side and share your worries. I know that you think I have been talking bad about Susie in front of your mother, but you can go and ask your mother. You can ask her, have I ever badmouthed Susie in front of her? I sincerely hope that you and Susie can lead a happy life. This is because your happiness is my happiness." 2

Isabelle gazed affectionately at Julian, but Julian's brows furrowed even deeper.

He wanted to make a clean break with Isabelle, and he thought that the 5 million was more than enough to do the job. 1

But now...

Isabelle was taking care of his mother, and things had become even more complicated.

Julian narrowed his eyes and he made a decision in his heart. He asked, "Name a price, Isabelle. You deserve a reward for taking care of my mother."

Isabelle was stunned for a moment, and a painful expression crawled upon her face. “Are you trying to push me away with money again?”