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

Chapter 381 Drunk Or Not?

The atmosphere in the room had lightened up after that small interlude. Everyone was laughing, save for Seth. He pulled a long face, wishing he could find a place to hang himself. He vowed that he would go to the Animal Protection Society afterward to report Julian for abusing a lone animal like him. Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

The atmosphere was cheerful. When Anna saw Pawpaw Clark's ashen face, she went up to him and asked with concern, "Are you alright, grandpa? You should go upstairs and get some rest."

"I'm fine," Pawpaw Clark replied, offering Anna a forced smile.

Confused, George pressed on. "What happened to Pawpaw Clark?"

"Grandpa was too agitated and vomited blood when he discovered you guys were still alive," Anna replied, enlightening George.

"What are you still waiting for then? Chop-chop, help Pawpaw Clark rest upstairs," George hastily said.

"It's okay, George. I'm fine..." Pawpaw Clark responded.

"No, no, you have to rest," everyone insisted.

"Alright, then." Pawpaw Clark then staggered to his feet with the help of a cane. Anna carefully supported him and went upstairs with him.

Julian narrowed his eyes and squinted as he looked at Pawpaw Clark. He did not withdraw his gaze even though Pawpaw Clark had disappeared from his line o f sight entirely. 1

"Julian, since we're all so happy today, let's grab some good wine and celebrate tonight,” George suggested with a lot of joy.

He waited for a long while, yet Julian did not reply.

"What's wrong, Julian?" Susan tugged at Julian, pulling him back to reality. The moment he regained his senses, he quickly asked, "Is Pawpaw Clark lefthanded?”

"Yeah, I think so," George replied, looking dumbfounded. "Is there anything wrong?”

"Nope. Nothing." Julian shook his head, but the dark glint in his eyes did not go away.

Even though he had always known that Pawpaw Clark was left-handed, he had not cared much about it until something fishy had crossed his mind today.

However, it was so fast that Julian could not respond i n time.

"Should we drink tonight?" George shouted.

Julian decided to push this thought to the back of his head. He raised his brows slightly and replied, "Sure. Let's drink!"

"Alright! That’s decided then!" George smacked the table hard. "We've drunk up all the wine you brought u

s last time. You should bring more this time.”

Luna rolled her eyes at George. "You really have some nerve to be asking Julian to bring you more wine."

"Why not? Aren't we family?" George responded brazenly.

Julian reddened upon hearing George’s reply. He then added, "Yeah. We're a family."

Luna was left speechless. She shook her head and warned, "Just remember not to overdrink!"

Then, she led Susan and Serenity aside to chat.

At night, the group of men soaked themselves in alcohol delightfully downstairs. Even though Jacob abstained from liquor, he could not help having a few glasses after being urged by Seth a couple of times.

In the end, all of them drank themselves down until midnight. Luna stamped her feet in frustration when she saw them all laying haphazardly in the living room. Left with no other choice, she hollered at a few servants and had them all sent back to their respective rooms.

"Susie, he seems very drunk. Do you need me to arrange a room for him to stay in?" Luna suggested.

"It's okay. I can take care of him," Susan replied with a smile as she held Julian up.

"Alright then. Do call us if you need any help." Luna did not insist.

Susan answered before she closed the door. The moment she closed the door, Julian turned around and pushed her up against the door. He moved closer t o her and started pecking her lips again and again with great passion.

Susan tried to push him away, as she did not feel comfortable with this. However, Julian paid her struggle no mind and deepened the kiss.

"Susie." Julian only released her after a long while. His eyes were clear, and he did not seem intoxicated.

"You..." Susan was kind of startled. After all, Julian had been completely passed out just now.

As if he knew what was on Susan's mind, Julian chuckled and said, "Well, if I hadn’t pretended that I was drunk, how could your dad have let me go so easily?"

Susan was amused. A grin blossomed on her face as she replied, "You're so naughty."

Julian smiled in return. "How is Chessie?"

Susan’s expression softened at the mention of their daughter. "She just fell asleep. The nanny is watching over her right now, and I thought about going back to her side after I got you settled in. I never expected that you would pretend to be inebriated."

"I have to take a good look at my wife and talk to her, s o there's no way I would drink myself to sleep," Julian said in a hoarse voice as he ran his fingers through

Susan's hair enthusiastically. "Stay with me tonight, Susie. It's such a great night, so let's enjoy it together, okay?"

His eyes were brighter than usual, and a dusky blush appeared on Susan's cheeks.

She cleared her throat and said, "You're not a kid anymore, Julian. You don't need me to coax you to sleep. Anyway, I... I have to go now. Chessie is waiting for me."

Susan felt her body burn under his intense gaze.

Turning around, she attempted to open the door and flee. However, her attempt was futile, as Julian's hand formed an iron grip around her. He turned her around and looked into her eyes intently. "Let me tag along then."

"No. You’re reeking of alcohol, so you cannot tag along.” Susan glared at him.

A hurtful expression formed on Julian’s face. He did not know why Susan had to be so mean to him.

Pursing his lips, he whined, "Who are you going to keep company then, Susie? Don't you love me anymore now that you have a daughter?”

Susan was caught between laughter and tears." Julian, you're drunk."

Apparently, Julian was not as sober as he seemed. He was even jealous of his own daughter.

"I'm not. I'm sober,” Julian denied it, holding Susan's gaze, "Susie, you look really pretty tonight...”

"I’m not that pretty..." Susan averted her gaze.

“Yes, you are. You are the prettiest woman in the world," Julian let out a sigh. He moved closer to Susan and whispered into her ear, "Susie, why are you so pretty?"

"You are the only one who thinks that way." Susan's gaze was gentle.

"That's because everybody else is blind. I'm thankful that everyone is blind. Otherwise, you wouldn’t have been mine anymore," Julian said in a deep voice, coiling his arms even tighter around Susan as he nibbled on her earlobe.

"What... What are you doing?" Susan felt heat rush through her body.

"Can you take a guess?" Julian grinned, securing her i n his arms as he led her to the bed.

"Stop, Julian. Chessie..."

"Just forget her for a night. Okay?"

Susan's squeak of protest gradually melted into a moan. It was a long night for both Julian and Susan. Julian's strength was monstrous, and the two of them kept doing it again and again. In the end, Susan could not lift even one of her fingers anymore.

On the other hand, Julian looked refreshed, and there was a contented expression on his face.

"Julian, you monster." Susan stared at him

indignantly.

Julian responded with a fawning smile. He began massaging her limbs as he coaxed her. "Don't be angry. Let me give you a massage."

"Hey, hey, hey, watch where your hand is going. Just massage my back. That will do. Don’t touch me anywhere else."

Susan could see the flame being reignited in Julian’s eyes. However, just before he could do anything, a ringtone rang out.

"It's my phone." Susan pushed Julian. "Quick. Go and get it for me."

"Can I say no?" Julian said helplessly, earning himself a glare from Susan.

Left with no other option, Julian could only go and pick up the phone.