Julian smirked, then sat down at the dining table with Susan in his embrace, picked up a bowl of porridge, and started to feed Susan as though he was feeding a child.
Susan was a little embarrassed at first, but Julian insisted, so she started eating slowly.
Madam Shaw was displeased as soon as she saw the scene. She complained, but at the same made it sound like she was talking to herself. “All her limbs seem intact, but she can’t move, huh?”
The awkwardness of the situation struck Susan hard.
When Madam Shaw had not lived there, nobody had cared about what she and Julian did at home, but Madam Shaw and Willa were there now, so it seemed a little uncomfortable.
Susan wanted to jump off Julian’s thighs, but Julian held her down and said with a smirk, “Don’t move. Last night was too tiring for you.”
Too tiring, too tiring, too tiring…
Susan blushed so much that steam was about to come out of her ears and nose.
Madam Shaw rolled her eyes as she was left speechless.
Willa was smiling, but her long nails were slowly digging into her palms.
Why?
Why did Julian and Susan still look as loving as if they were not affected by the incident at the hotel at all?
That should not be the case!
Hadn't Su Xiao received the photos?
That was impossible!
Not only had she gotten someone to send the photos to Susan, but she had also gotten someone to keep watch at the front desk of the hotel, just to make sure that someone would come to inquire about the guests of the presidential suite. The person who had approached the front desk of the hotel secretly had been either Susan or someone sent by her. Regardless of these possibilities, Susan should already know that Julian had spent the night with her.
This was how she reacted to such a serious matter?
Thinking about it from another angle, if her husband had gotten caught having an affair with another woman, she would have killed the woman while being hysterical.
Now that she knew that her scheme had failed, Willa's face could not help but look increasingly gloomier.
Should she consider Susan a forgiving person, or should she consider her an idiot?
Even if Susan knew that there was something going on between her and Julian, she would not dare to make a fuss over it?
Yes, that should be the reason.
Willa calmed down as she thought about it.
Julian’s identity was getting more and more valuable each day, and although Susan was the daughter of the Wrights, she herself was just an insignificant interior designer.
It was very common for people with money and power to have affairs.
Therefore, even if Susan doubted Julian, she would not dare fall out with him. She could only choose to tolerate it.
Heh… It was really sad to see a woman like Susan depend on a man for everything.
Willa scoffed, a glint of mockery flashing in her eyes. She might have miscalculated this time.
However, if Susan thought that pretending to be magnanimous would secure her position as Mrs. Shaw, she was wrong.
“Madam, your medication is ready.” A servant came out of the kitchen with a tiny bowl of Chinese medicine.
Madam Shaw, who had already gotten used to it, responded, took the medicine, and drank it immediately.
“Madam, are you feeling ill?” Willa asked out of concern.
It was so relaxing that Madam Shaw had closed her eyes.
Upon seeing Madam Shaw’s relaxed expression, Susan had an idea.
It was not optimal that she and Madam Shaw were constantly in a stalemate. Madam Shaw would never yield, so she could only submit to her. She did not expect to be as close to Madam Shaw as a mother and daughter. She just wanted both of them to live in peace.
After lunch, Julian went to the company, while Madam Shaw and Chessie left to each have a nap.
Susan and Willa were the only ones left in the living room.
Susan gazed at Willa with some embarrassment but still approached her in the end.
“Mrs. Shaw, how can I help?” Willa glanced at Susan with a smile.
Susan bit her lower lip and then mumbled bashfully, “Ms. Doyle, I… I have a request. Of course, it’s just a request. It’s okay if you feel uncomfortable with it. You can always reject it if it bothers you.”
“Mrs. Shaw, do let me know what you are referring to,” Willa said.
“Here’s the thing.” Susan cleared her throat and then continued. “Mom seems to love your massages, but you’ll have to leave sooner or later, so there’ll be no relief if mom gets headaches in the future. Can you teach me your technique?”
Willa glanced at Susan, her eyes looking bizarre.
Susan immediately felt embarrassed. “I’m sorry, I guess this was too abrupt. Your skills should not be taught to outsiders, right?”
Willa could not help but chuckle. “Some things cannot be passed on, but this massaging technique is not one of them. If you wish to learn, I can teach you at any time.”
“Really? Thank you so much.” Susan’s face was glimmering with joy.
“Of course.” Willa nodded with a smile. “You can come to me whenever you’re free.”
“What about now?” Susan’s eyes lit up slightly.
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