Chapter 2 I Have A Date

• Julian Shaw gave Susan Shelby a chilly look after prying open each of her fingers. "I apologize. Tonight, I have a date. "So, would you be able to invite that individual to visit?" Susan's anxiety was growing. He narrowed his eyes. "Woman, what games are you playing at?" "I heard that you haven't been home for half a month because you've been partying too hard outside," Susan replied quietly after flinching. She wants me to come up with a plan to keep you around because she is concerned about your health. She will cease covering my older brother's medical bills if she doesn't. Her head hung down, and she dared not glance at Julian's face. Eventually, there was a chuckle in the room. " So, that explains why.
• It's the true reason for this program, haha. Oh, yes, you wouldn't have worked so hard if it weren't for your brother. One There was an inexplicable undertone of self-despair in Julian's statements. She nibbled on her bottom lip. "Then...can you..." "Okay," he stated clearly, "as you like. Just so you know, I miss my numerous girlfriends, but I will return home eventually." "It makes no difference. You are welcome to take them home. Just use caution. "Don't let Mom know," she said right away. Their relationship lacked a basis. She didn't care what Julian Shaw wanted to do as long as she could pay for her older brother's medical care. "What a good and devoted wife." Julian's face became expressionless.
• He quickly pulled out his cell phone and punched in a number. "You have half an hour to come to N 0.67, Sky Mountain Road." Julian sneered as he turned to Susan. "Are you satisfied now?" "Thank you," she said appreciatively. "Thank me?" He approached her and firmly grasped her chin. "I hope you won’t regret this word." Susan hurriedly answered the door when the doorbell rang thirty minutes later. In the doorway was a lovely woman wearing a lot of cosmetics. Susan knew who she was. "That goddess, Cheryl Young, aren't you?" Susan's gaze expanded. After giving Susan a quick glance, Cheryl said cockily, "Are you the servant?" Where is Julian?" A servant...
• Susan's eyes briefly flashed with shame, but she didn't say why. They agreed that no one should be aware of their connection when they were married. Julian would also not want the goddess to know that Susan was his wife because she should be the visitor he was anticipating. "Welcome, Miss Young." Susan suppressed her feelings and moved out of the way. Cheryl entered in a seductive manner, and her eyes instantly lit up with excitement when she noticed Julian seated on the sofa. "Why did you call me over so abruptly, Julian? I hurried over before I had even had time to get dressed." Cheryl fell into his arms. One hand was resting on her shoulder, while the other was holding her chin up.
• "All right? Are you whining? "Nonsense." Cheryl sulked. "I’m just afraid that you won’t like my bare face." Face bare? Susan gave Cheryl Young's thick makeup a solemn glance before averting her gaze. "I like you no matter how you look," Julian said as he gave her a seductive glance. "You terrible man!" Cheryl gave him a quick pat on the chest. Julian leaned down to help her up, and soon the corner of his mouth twisted up. Susan bowed her head and remained silent. Inexplicably, her display of indifference made Julian miserable.
• He snickered on purpose. "Miss Young and I are involved in something significant. Keep watch outside the bedroom door without going inside. "Huh?" "Have you not heard me?" Julian's eyes went narrower. "I heard you," Susan said in a hurry. Susan sighed and waited at the door after the bedroom door had been closed. Julian's brutality didn't matter as long as she returned home and her older brother's medical bills were covered. It didn't bother her. Julian's smirk vanished as they entered the bedroom, and he threw her facelessly upon the bed. Cheryl felt a little discomfort as he moved roughly.
• She knitted her brows and moaned softly, "That hurts, Julian." Julian frowned and said, "Get down." "Huh?" Cheryl was taken aback. "Don't lie on the bed," I advised. "Get down!" Julian spoke those words. He couldn't explain the feeling when he considered how Susan's aroma would be ruined by the He was annoyed by the woman in front of him. Taking hold of her arm, Julian shoved her toward the chair."Sit." With a change in expression, Cheryl agreed with a charming "Okay, have it your way." He then calmly commanded, "Moan," as he collapsed into the couch.