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

Chapter 36 Medicinal Herbs Offense

Mama Jean looked a little dumbfounded. "Missus, so many medicinal herbs? Is everything for Young Master?"

"Madam is concerned about Young Master's health, so we can't let her efforts go to waste," Susan said sternly, "Mama Jean, just take out a few of the herbs and cook them whatever way you want. Oh yes, put the bottle of tiger bone liquor on the table."

"Sure.” Mama Jean turned around and started working.

Susan blinked and suddenly smiled. 'Julian is saving himself for that person he likes. It's such a shame that Madam Shaw doesn't know. In the future, there will be endless supplies of different medicinal herbs. I wonder if Julian can stomach all of them.'

At dinner, Susan had never felt like she did that day previously. She was looking forward to Julian’s return.

Once he reached home, he saw his wife looking at him with anticipation and could not help being stunned. 1

'What happened? Has this woman suddenly realized m y good traits?'

Suppressing the happiness that was growing in his heart, he said lightly, "Is there a flower on my face?" "No, no." Susan walked over and sat him at the dining table. Then, she said with a smile, "Mama Jean has prepared a very scrumptious dinner tonight. You must eat more."

Her sudden enthusiasm made Julian lose some appetite. However, he must admit that he was secretly slightly thrilled.

"Try this pork rib soup." Susan scooped a bowl of soup for him and even brought the spoon to his mouth. He took a sip from Susan’s hand and squinted.

"How does it taste?" she asked affectionately.

"Not bad," he simply replied, then looked at her suspiciously, "Susan, what’s up with you today?" She had never treated him with such affection.

"Nothing. I just feel that you've worked too hard, so I think this replenishment is good for you." Susan smiled and scooped another bowl of soup for him.

Julian felt that something was off. However, Susan's smile was so mesmerizing that he was unwittingly bedazzled and he drank a few bowls of soup in one seating.

After dinner, she poured a few glasses of liquor for him which he naturally drained dry.

Julian did not realize anything at first. However, a few hours later, he did not feel right. Despite it being early winter, he wondered why he was feeling extremely warm.

Upon recalling that Susan had gone back to the guest room earlier, Julian sulked and went to open the door. Then, he could not help but laugh in exasperation.

That woman had actually locked the door! She must b e guilty of something.

Julian took a hammer and smashed the lock easily.

"How can you be so violent?! The door lock is expensive!” Susan looked at Julian stride in and refused to make eye contact.

"Really?" Julian gritted his teeth and looked at her," You don’t have to worry if the lock is expensive, but can you please tell me what you just fed me?"

"Nothing." Susan lowered her head.

"I'm giving you another chance!” He suddenly went so close to her, almost touching her face.

"Ah!" Taken by shock, she retreated a few steps back, then said softly, "It's nothing much. Mom brought some medicinal herbs over."

"Medicinal herbs? What do they contain?!" Julian frowned.

Susan simply rattled off a few types and his expression turned gloomy instantly. These medicinal herbs were all aphrodisiacs!

'It doesn't matter if Mom doesn't know the truth, but Susan knows it and she still fed these things to me.

This woman...this woman!' 1

Julian looked at her wandering eyes and suddenly caught hold of her collar.

"What are you doing?!"

"You're afraid now, aren't you?” He chuckled coldly as he pulled her into his embrace. "Too late!"

"What are you trying to do?" Susan forced herself to calm down.

"What do you think I'm trying to do?" Fireballs seemed to leap wildly in his eyes.

Susan suddenly felt uncomfortable all over. She resisted the urge to run away and said calmly, "Don't touch me! You must save your body for the girl that you like!"

At the mention of this mysterious girl, she felt slightly sour, but she quickly suppressed the feeling.

'It's good that Julian's heart belongs to someone.

Anyway, this marriage is an agreement. I would've completed my job once he's together with that girl.’

However, at the thought of leaving Julian one day, she felt reluctant.

'No, this must be an illusion! Julian is so fierce to me. I can't wait to get rid of this man.'

"Woman, what are you thinking about?" Julian scowled when he noticed Susan’s expression suddenly change. He had a hunch that Susan was thinking about nasty things.

"It's none of your business," she retorted without hesitation, "You'd better let me down. Otherwise, when I see the girl you like, I'll tell her what you did behind her back!"

Julian was speechless when he saw how self-righteous she was behaving.

'This woman! If I'm slightly nicer to her, she starts to make threats. Still, her threats are actually not that bad. I'm still going to teach her a lesson anyway. Otherwise, she's going to climb over my head.’

He instantly bent over and picked her up, ignoring her threats. Susan started to panic as she could not help struggling. "What are you trying to do?"

"What do you think?" Julian's smile was evil as he carried her and walked out.

Susan's pupils widened. 'This man won't do anything... Nope. He has already tolerated me for so long. There's no excuse to mess it up now.

Just as she was lost in her thoughts, Julian carried her and sat beside the dining table.

"What...what are you doing?" She was a little startled.

'This is the dining table. This man can’t possibly want to do it here...Mama Jean is still nearby! 1

"Mama Jean, please heat up the soup and bring it here," Julian calmly instructed.

It turned out to be hot soup, so Susan let out a sigh of relief.

He looked at her interestedly. "Mrs. Shaw, what do you think that I'm going to do to you? Or should I say, what are you expecting me to do to you?"

"No, I'm not thinking or expecting anything," she said sternly.

Julian smiled, almost believing her. Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Just then, Mama Jean quickly brought the soup to the table.

Julian lifted the bowl of soup and looked at her with a n evil smirk. "Let me feed you.'