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

Chapter 443 Breaking In

"So, are you in or not?" Julian looked at Jacob.

Jacob lifted his brow and said, "You're giving me a chance to punish you, so why not?"

Julian replied in a serious voice, "Thank you, Jacob, for everything."

Jacob sneered, "Don’t get me wrong. The reason I'm agreeing to help you is that I want to punish you myself. It doesn't mean that I’m on your side by any means."

Julian's eyes dimmed and he relapsed into silence. After a short while, he said, "I understand. This is all my fault. I'm certain that the situation would not have been this bad if I had handled it differently. I'm sure that Susie is still angry with me right now. I f you see her, remember to tell her to take care of herself."

"Don't shed crocodile tears in front of me. It’s disgusting.” Upon saying that, Jacob walked away.

Scratching his head, Seth said, "This... Julian, are you sure you want to do this?"

"Yes.” Julian nodded as determination flared in his eyes. "I promised that I will not let Susie suffer even the slightest grievance, but unfortunately, I'm unable to hold up my end of the bargain. This time, I have to eradicate all the factors that might harm Susie. I will not let my woman experience the same thing she’s experiencing right now ever again."

"Alright." Seth patted Julian's shoulder. " Just give me a heads-up when you’re ready. I’ll do my best to back you up."

Julian nodded.

As Seth left the office, he turned his head around and looked at Julian, who was standing in front of the French window. He had no idea why but he felt that Julian was lonely and could not help

sighing.

A relationship was undoubtedly the toughest thing to maintain. Even a calm and poised man like Julian was losing his cool now that his relationship with Susan was in jeopardy. Perhaps in Susan’s opinion, Julian had not done a great job handling this matter. However, no one was born perfect. As the person sandwiched between family and love, Julian was the one suffering the most.

Seth looked at him for a while and then closed the door softly. He was certain that both Julian and Susan were having a hard time right now. Nevertheless, he was kind o f envious of them. At the very least, it meant that they still cared for each other. There was no one to care about him.

'Ah, just when will my Miss Right come?' Seth lamented as he walked down the stairs.

Madam Shaw had already returned to her own house. However, the more she thought about it, the angrier she became.

She remembered Susan signing the divorce agreement without the slightest hesitation. She also remembered that she had promised she would leave Julian alone and would never come back to him again. Who knew that the moment she had turned around, she had used some kind of spell and bewitched Julian into returning to her side. She was indeed the queen of saying one thing but doing another. Madam Shaw was truly amazed by how skilled she was i n wrapping Julian around her finger.

It had taken her great effort to persuade Julian and Susan to sign the divorce agreement. She had to ride this wave and get all the formalities done as soon as possible. Otherwise, she didn't know when she would get this kind of opportunity again if she missed it this time.

The more she thought about it, the more restless she became. Eventually, she was overwhelmed by her feelings and she flagged down a cab to go to the Wrights' house even though it was already dark.

She wanted to ask how George and Luna could raise such a shameless daughter.

Madam Shaw soon arrived at the Wright Mansion. Then, unsurprisingly, she was stopped by the doorman.

She had been barred from entering a building twice that day, and this time, she finally blew up.

She shouted sharply, "Why don't you let me in? Is it because that b*tch is feeling guilty?"

When the doorman called George to inform him of the arrival of Madam Shaw, he could even hear her voice wafting from the other side of the line.

George straightened his body as a hint of excitement flashed across his face. He had been feeling a little depressed since Luna had forbidden him to cause Madam Shaw trouble. Now that Madam Shaw had made the effort and showed up in front of their house, it was his chance to show her that the Wrights were no pushovers.

"Marshal, Madam Shaw is trying to break : n. Should I chase her away?" the doorman asked.

‘She is breaking in? That is exactly what I want her to do!'

George's eyes glowed as he said, "That is not necessary. You don't have to chase her away Just let her in."

"Yes," the doorman answered before he stopped struggling.

Madam Shaw pushed the doorman away and stormed into the house. Even though she did not know why the doorman would suddenly let her pass through, her rage did not permit her to think too much. Pushing all her thoughts out of her head, she charged into the mansion with a smoldering temper.

After George hung up the phone, he returned to the living room with a gleeful smile plastered across his face.

Piqued by curiosity, Luna looked at him and asked, "Why are you so happy?"

Chuckling, George said, "Luna, you're the one who said that we never back down from any form of oppression. Madam Shaw is breaking into our house right now, so I guess it's within reason that I fight back, right?"

Luna soon saw the light and squinted. “ Madam Shaw is here?"

"Yeah,” George sneered. "And she wants to scold Susie."

Luna's face turned ugly.

She could tolerate Madam Shaw because a human would not fight with a dog.

However, now that the dog had come to them, it was both natural and right for them to retaliate.

"What did you do to her?" Luna asked George.

“Nothing. Since she wanted to break into our house, I just helped her clear her way," George replied.

Luna laughed. "I guess she doesn't know what is waiting for her after breaking into the Wrights' house."

"Well, she will know soon." The light in George's eyes grew when Luna did not say anything about his decision to let Madam Shaw in.

Jacob, Anna, Serenity, and Oliver had returned to the Wright Mansion after getting wind of the matter between Julian and Susan. Earlier, Anna had proposed that they all take Susan and

Chesney for a walk outside, so only he and Luna were left in the house right now. Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

Therefore, he could have Madam Shaw all t o himself. He was going to teach Madam

Shaw a lesson.

Madam Shaw had been to the Wrights' home before. She was familiar with every nook and cranny in the mansion, so she went straight to the living room.

The Wright Mansion was supposedly heavily guarded, but nobody stopped Madam Shaw in her tracks. In the end, she arrived in the living room without any trouble. As soon as she saw George and Luna, she walked straight up to them.

As she was walking toward them, she shouted, "Where is Susan? Ask her to come out and see me right now! And you! How could you guys teach your daughter..."

Madam Shaw walked up to Luna. Just as she was about to give her a bad rap, Luna suddenly let out a cold laugh.

Madam Shaw did not know why she would smile at her like this, but before she could d o anything, she heard Luna shout in a stern voice, "Somebody come and apprehend this woman for me."

Two guards emerged from the entrance and got Madam Shaw under control with practiced ease.

Madam Shaw was dumbstruck.

She could not fathom what was happening.

Wasn't she just here to have a verbal fight with them? Why would they summon the guards?

"This woman is trespassing on the Wright Mansion, and I suspect that she was going t o harm both my wife and me. Take her to the Public Security Bureau and have the people over there interrogate

her. There is a probability that she is a secret agent sent by another country,” George said sternly. "Yes, sir," the guards answered before they dragged Madam Shaw out of the house.

Madam Shaw was genuinely stunned this time.

'What... What is happening? What secret agent? I'm here to cause Susan trouble. I'm not a secret agent of any sort!'

It was only when she arrived at the door that she came back to her senses and shouted, George, Luna, what the hell are you doing to me?”