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

Chapter 204 Thunderstrike

After Julian’s intervention, the public security bureau immediately started to investigate the matter.

Apparently, it was easier to find the location of the truck than they imagined. The owner of the truck was soon found. It belonged to a boss who sold or rented second-hand vehicles. According to the boss, the truck was rented by somebody on the day of the accident.

When they pressed forward, they realized the person used a fake identity to rent the truck. As such, the police could only get a rough picture of the suspect based on the owner's description.

The identity was fake and the truck was rented. It proved that this was a deliberate action rather than an accident.

Julian had watched the surveillance video before. If Susan were not that calm and hadn't hit the brakes in the nick of the time, she could be dead right now.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt Isabelle deserved her punishment. In fact, he even felt it was not enough.

Due to Julian's intervention, the accident was defined as attempted murder. It was a serious offense and the public security bureau immediately issued a wanted circular across the nation to arrest the suspect.

The bounty was provided by Julian - A whopping amount of 1,000 grand. It was more than sufficient to attract everyone's attention.

Even though they had issued the wanted circular, it was still unknown when they would find the suspect.

Julian could not help but rub his temples. The entire incident gave him a feeling that the suspect was not simple. There was a voice in his head telling him that there was something bigger and

darker behind the person.

"You don't want to sleep yet, Julian?" Susan's voice erupted and snapped Julian out of his thoughts. He turned his head towards the voice and found she was standing by the door, her figure alluring against the light.

He wiped up a smile and said, "I've something to settle."

The last thing he wanted was to make Susan worried. I f she knew the car accident was actually attempted murder, it might become a stress to her. As such, he did not plan to tell Susan that he was working with the public security bureau to go after the driver of the truck.

‘Let's wait until the suspect’s captured,' he thought inwardly.

"It's cold outside here, why don't you put on some more clothes?" Julian asked as he walked up to Susan. He took down his jacket and draped it over Susan's

shoulders.

Susan was still drowsy from the warmth of her sleep. Rubbing her eyes, she pouted her mouth and said, "I didn’t see you beside me when I woke up, so I came to find you." Then, she snuggled against his chest and sighed contentedly, "I miss you, Julian."

Her cuteness and the way she showed affection hit Julian right in the feels. Something inside of him awakened and he grabbed her, securing her in his embrace. Then, he whispered into her ear through a deep voice, "Is there anything else aside from wanting to see me?"

There was something deeper hiding in his eyes, which appeared to be darker than usual.

Susan threw him a sidelong glance and extricated herself from his arms. "Nope, I just wanted to see you. Anyway, I'm going back to sleep. You can proceed with your own matter.”

"Well, I've done all my work," Julian narrowed his eyes, "Susan, you cannot walk away just like that after flirting with me."

He bent over and scooped Susan into his arms.

"Hey, hey, hey, I'm not flirting with you," Susan's face blushed, "Put me down, Julian. You promised me that you wouldn't touch me for a month!"

"Did I ever promise you something like that before?

Why can't I recall myself saying that?"

"Julian, you can’t go back on your promise!"

"Promise? What is that? Can I eat it?" While Julian was playing dumb, he had already placed Susan on the bed.

Susan attempted to run away the moment he released her. However, Julian saw through her and pulled her back. A smile crossed his face as he asked, "Where are you going, Susie?”

"Erm... I'm hungry. Let me go and eat something first!" Susan looked expectantly at Julian.

"I'm hungry too. What should I do?" Julian asked.

"Let's eat something, then!" Susan’s eyes glowed, "I'll g o to the kitchen now and whip up something real quick. You wait for me here."

Then, she tried to run away again. Julian did not know whether she was playing dumb with him or if she really did not get it. He pulled her back and then stared straight into her eyes, "Right now, only you can fill me up."

Then, without waiting for her to say anything, he pressed forward and planted his lips on hers.

It had been a week since he last saw the woman, and h e missed her so much that it almost drove him mad. Right now, he finally could hold her in his arms, so how was there any chance that he would let her go?

"Mmhmm," Susan struggled slightly, but to no avail. Her struggle felt like tickles to him.

As their kiss deepened, Julian's expression suddenly changed and he quickly released Susan.

Susan's stomach churned and she threw up, spraying everything that she had that night on Julian's shirt and bed.

Before Julian could realize anything, she had charged to the toilet and started retching.

Standing frozen stiff, Julian felt as if he had been struck by a bolt of lightning. He could not fathom what had just transpired or why Susan would suddenly throw some cookies at him. He was so devastated that he began to wonder if his kiss was really that disgusting or not.

He looked at the mess on the bed and took a deep breath to calm himself down. He shooed all the thoughts out of his head and then walked into the bathroom.

Susan was still retching in front of the toilet.

Frowning, he reached out for her and patted her back lightly.

After a short while, only then did Susan raise her head - her complexion was ashen white.

"Are you not feeling well, Susie? Julian was genuinely surprised. He did not know that his kiss was so powerful, and he did not know whether he should feel sorry for himself or Susan right now.

"Don't worry, I'm fine. It’s my stomach," Susan responded with a smile.

"Your stomach? Is it serious?" Julian pressed on, his voice laced thick with concern.

"I think it's not that serious. I feel better now," Susan replied.

"So why..." Julian helped Susan up from the floor. His brows were deeply furrowed as he said, "See, you just left me for a few days and this happened. I dare you to run away from home again in the future."

Shooting him a glare, Susan snarled, "How could you have the nerve to sling mud at me, Julian Shaw? I told you to never lie to me about anything. Do you remember me telling you that? If you confessed everything about Isabelle to me earlier, then none of this would've happened. You should really take the title CEO off your name and replace it with 'Idiot' to let people know how stupid you are!"

As she was talking, she brandished her arms in the air. Gone was the weak woman who had just thrown u p a second ago.

Julian stretched his arm and patted her head, "You’re getting more and more arrogant, Susan."

"Then? Do you have any issues with that?" Susan stared at him.

"Nope, I'm just speaking nonsense," Julian replied, gritting his teeth, "Please proceed with your tantrums, your majesty.”

"That's better," Susan smiled triumphantly as she exited the bathroom.

Following behind her, an indulgent smile crept onto Julian’s lips.

The bed was a mess right now, so Julian changed the sheets before going to change into a new set of outfits. By the time he returned, Susan had already fallen into sleep.

Julian stared at her for a moment before giving in and lying next to her. He ran his fingers softly through her hair, and his expression dissolved into a grin so wide that the corners of his lips touched

his ears.

'Luckily you’re Little Flower, Susie. And I’m glad to have you around me.’

Looking at the sleeping woman before him, a great sense of satisfaction rose from the depth of his heart and filled himself whole. The satisfaction was even greater than him bringing the Shaws to be the top family in Ningcheng City. This content provided by N(o)velDrama].[Org.

Everyone was complaining that God had given him too much, but only he himself knew that the best gift h e received from God was Susan.

Carefully and silently, he secured Susan into his arms, and a content smile hopped onto the tips of his lips.