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

Chapter 470 A Matter Of Life And Death

Susan Shelby inhaled a deep breath, bucked up, and sat in front of the computer in a race against time.

The design sketch for this round included a large scale living hall, a master bedroom, and a baby’s room inside Flint's Castle. As a result, it was actually three designs combined as one.

The act of producing three designs in one week made her feel pressed for time.

Susan narrowed her eyes ever so slightly. I f it was Luke Jenkins, what type of style would he like?

She did not have a long conversation with Luke earlier, but there was no doubt that she understood Luke very well as a person.

In regards to Luke's preference and interests, she knew everything very well.

The only thing she did not know was if he had changed in the past three years.

Susan shook her head. She could not care about that anymore. She made the decision to design according to her understanding o f Luke.

In the beginning, Susan had mixed feelings in her heart when she first started the design work.

A long, long time ago, she used to imagine how their house would look like in the future too.

She drew many sketches at the time then showed them to Luke every time as if she was presenting a treasure.

At the time, Luke would pat her head affectionately and tell her that it would be fine as long as she liked it.

The past events faded like a puff of smoke. Susan was under the assumption that she would never think about these past events anymore yet she did not expect that she could still remember them.

It was only that it was nothing except for some recollections of memories to her.

Other than that, the emotions of these events were already lost.

Susan pushed away the chaotic thoughts and concentrated on sketching the design right away.

She strived to make every minute count for the next week. She bustled about tirelessly day and night and then submitted her design sketch within the deadline.

She waited for two more days until everybody else submitted their design sketches.

Then, the committee evaluated their work. Three days later, in the name list of the top 30 finalists, Susan’s name was included, but it was ranked last.

At the same time, the committee announced Luke's design keyword. It was ' Aphra.’

Susan could not help lowering her gaze in a n ineffable mood.

Aphra was a renowned interior designer from the past century. Her design style was known for being dream-like, fantastical, and feminine.

On the other hand, this was also Susan's favorite design style during her university days.

At the time, every design she produced was an imitation of Aphra's work.

Now, her standards were much higher than what she had in the past. There was no need for her to imitate others' work anymore. She could create her own fantasy and feminine style easily on her own too.Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

The keyword for Luke's desired design was based on her preference in the past.

Susan could not help letting out a forced laugh. Her design style was warm and minimalist. Fortunately, not many people figured out her design direction and her skills were very impressive so she managed to pass the round in the end despite ranking last.

It had been so many years after all. How could she be so vain to think that Luke still remembered her preference in the past?

Unexpectedly...

Susan felt rather nervous as she looked at the starry sky outside.

Meanwhile, Susan’s phone lit up suddenly.

Susan took a glance to find an unfamiliar number.

She read the text message and could not help having mixed feelings.

'Let’s meet.’

The sender's name was not included but Susan figured out the sender at once.

'Luke?' She replied at once.

'Yes.' The other end replied in a clear and concise manner.

Susan bit her lower lip. ‘I still have to prepare for the second round of the competition. I don't really have the time to meet you.'

'There is a one week gap between the two rounds of competition. Moreover, the theme for the second round has yet to come out, so there's no way you can prepare in advance. You should relax

this week,' Luke replied right away.

Susan heaved a sigh. 'The committee has m y contact number. I believe that you've known my number since the start and you only waited until now to contact me on purpose. Are you counting on me not to have an excuse to reject you?'

In the dark, a ghastly smile appeared on Luke's face. Then, he sent over a voice clip right away. "Susie, I didn't ask to meet you before this in fear that the committee might have some unwanted association. I'm looking to meet you now because I..."

As he was speaking, a trance-like expression flashed past Luke's face.

He wanted to say, 'Because I missed you.’

Yet, he knew that doing that would certainly startle Susan away.

Luke paused for a long time. Only then did he say, "Our resentments in the past should come to an end. I feel that we can still be friends at the very least. A meet up between two friends, how is that an issue?"

Friends, huh? Susan smiled faintly. 'Time and location.’

Luke replied with the location and time swiftly.

Then he said, "Goodnight, Susie.”

In the dim light of the night, Luke's voice sounded unusually deep and enticing.

Susan placed the phone away and heaved a sigh in her heart.

When they were deeply in love in the past, both she and Luke wanted to spend the rest of their lives with each other. Who would have thought that the changing affairs afterward would land both of

them in such a strange yet familiar state again?

"Mommy, who is that?" Chesney Shaw hid under the blanket and stole a peek at Susan. "I heard someone saying goodnight t o you, Mommy.”

"It's a friend.” Susan took a glance at Chesney. "Alright, stop playing the building blocks. It's time to wash up and sleep."

"Alright." Chesney pouted and placed down the building blocks unwillingly.

She walked into the washroom, closed the door, took out the phone, and said with an anxious expression, “Daddy, Daddy, there's an urgent situation. Please respond if you receive this, please respond if you receive this.”

'Received, received!' Julian immediately replied.

"Just a while ago, a man with a nice voice sent a voice message to Mommy saying goodnight," said Chessie.

"What? Just a while ago?" In the office, the tip of the pen in Julian’s hand was stabbed into the table!

It was still daytime over on his side yet it should be midnight in the States.

A man was saying goodnight to Susie in the middle of the night!

Julian gnashed his teeth in rage at once.' Chessie, do you know who that is?"

"No," answered Chessie truthfully.

"Help keep an eye on her for me. I'm getting on a flight to come over now!" said Julian without the slightest hesitation.

Julian dialed his personal assistant's number right away. "Prepare the private jet, I'm going to use it in an hour!"

The secretary waiting for Julian to sign something on the side could not help asking, "Mr. Shaw, where are you heading? We still have a few meetings to attend next

"I shall make arrangements for CEO Leeds t o take over all of this! Also, turn down all m y clients for the next few days. I have an important matter of life and death to manage," said Julian through his clenched teeth.

Susan was his life. Was the act of getting back with Susan not a matter of life and death?

Someone was most probably trying to date Susie.

Hmph. In his presence, he would never allow anyone to have their way.

Julian boarded a flight to the States right away.

Unaware of the little spy Chesney betraying her, Susan went downstairs according to the appointed time. A car was already stopped at the entrance of the hotel to pick her up.