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

Chapter 247 Mr. Shaw's Bedtime Story

"Sure.” Susan laughed and answered, "I will certainly attend the media launch of the phone system developed by both of you. Seth, I believe that the brand name SL is formed by your initials and my brother’s initials, right?” 1

"That's right,” Seth Leeds burped. "The system is mainly produced from your brother's contribution actually. However, Jacob shamelessly insisted on adding my initial as well, so what can I do? I feel very helpless too."

Jacob Shelby could not refrain himself from rolling his eyes at Seth. "It was you who shamelessly insisted on that obviously...”

Seth threw himself forward, covered Jacob’s mouth, then he smiled shyly at Susan Shelby. "He's too full from the meal so he's started to spout nonsense.” Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

Susan could not help but burst out laughing from watching these two people fighting.

They fought for a while before Seth loosened his grip over Jacob.

Jacob shot a side glance at Seth. He did not comment any further but he looked at Susan in seriousness." Susan, the system is almost complete. I'll be able to make a living soon. By then, I'm going to hurl the money at Madam Shaw's face and make her apologize

to you." 1

Jacob's gaze revealed his unwavering determination.

Susan could not help feeling warm and fuzzy in her heart.

She did not try to persuade him, but on the contrary, she nodded strenuously.

The act of seeking justice for her was the motivation o f her brother’s hard work. She did not wish to discourage her brother's kind intention.

Jacob's expression softened as well.

To him, Susan was the most important person in his life.

Everything he was doing now was for Susan. 4

Even though Julian treated Susan very well now, Madam Shaw always regarded Susie as someone inferior to her.

Jacob wanted to take that pathetic sense of superiority from Madam Shaw!

"Susan, you must remember to come then. Jacob and I are going to send a few more invitations to a few important people." Seth chuckled and said, "We might be a little busy for the next few days."

"Hmm, don't tire yourselves out too much," said Susan concerningly.

"Don't worry,” said Seth smilingly.

Susan got up and sent them to the door.

Jacob took the lead to walk out first while Susan held Seth back on purpose.

"What’s going on, Susan?" Seth looked at her, confused.

Susan cracked into a gentle, charming smile. "Thank you, Seth."

"Why are you thanking me?" Seth made an exaggerated shock expression. "Susan, there's no need to thank me intentionally for helping you to finish up the leftover pasta, right?"

His expression was so exaggerated that it amused Susan once again.

Susan laughed for a while before she seriously said, " Seth, I really have to thank you. I can see that my brother is much livelier than in the past. All this is due to your contribution."

Susan spoke so seriously that it made Seth rather embarrassed. He scratched his head shyly. "I ought to. Jacob is my gold mine now."

At the end of his sentence, Seth squinted his eyes and assumed a moneygrubber's expression.

Susan could tell that Seth felt embarrassed so she could not help chuckling, "All in all, I know it in my heart. Go ahead and get busy then."

"Alrighty." Seth was blushing all the way to his ears when he left. It could be said that he had never been thanked by anyone like this before in his life.

This made Susan laugh in her head for a long time.

Susan handed Julian Shaw the invitation card when h e came home at night.

Julian's expression grew a little dimmer when he read the words, '...and her spouse.'

What did it mean to be a bad company? Seth Leeds was precisely the bad company!

That b*tch would always try to find something to taunt him even when there was nothing for him to taunt about.

"The media launch will take place in three days. Will you be free on that day?" asked Susan while chuckling.

"Yes." Julian nodded. "The media launch is set at eight in the evening. My evening social activities have all been turned down these days. I will certainly have time by then."

"Hmm, then we shall attend it together?” said Susan eagerly.

"Sure.” Julian rubbed Susan's head, then laid his head on her belly cautiously. "Susie, did the baby move about today?"

"The amount of fetal movement is growing more and more by the day. However, the movements are still very mild," said Susan with a smile.

"Let me listen to it." While he listened, Julian chattered, "Baby, it's me, your daddy. It's possible that you don't understand the concept yet, but you need to know that your father is the most handsome, most good-looking, most gentle, most heroic and most... person in this world."

Julian chattered on incessantly and made Susan roll her eyes upon hearing that.

By the time Julian was done blowing his own trumpet with great effort, all of a sudden, the baby really moved ever so slightly!

Julian's eyes lit up and he was immediately overjoyed as he said, "Susie, Susie! The baby heard me. I bet he certainly agrees that I make sense! That is why he moved once to express his agreement."

Susan was at a loss of whether to cry or laugh. She had no choice but to give him a pinch. "I bet the baby i s certainly being shocked by your shamelessness."

Julian took a side glance at Susan with a proud expression. It felt as if he was saying with his expression, 'You’re just jealous of me. I'm the bigger person so I shall forgive you.'

Susan tugged at the blanket in despair and laid on the bed at once. "Bedtime!"

"Hold on, I haven’t told a bedtime story to the baby yet for today," said Julian in all apparent seriousness.

Susan was dumbfounded.

Julian Shaw's bedtime story... It was simply impossible to embody that in a sentence.

She wanted to stop him, but Julian had already picked up a fairytale storybook in all seriousness.

"Today, I'm going to tell you the story of the ugly duckling."

Julian began reading slowly from the storybook.

His voice sounded very pleasant. It must be enjoyable t o listen to his storytelling.

More importantly, he told the story earnestly today without adding any free expressions.

Susan listened to the story with a gentle gaze. She found the scene to be really warm and cozy.

"Alright, that's all for the story of the ugly duckling. Baby, what is the lesson that this story teaches us? He is telling us that with a pair of swans as parents, even the ugly duckling can turn the tides." Julian said in all apparent seriousness, "That is why you can be at ease, baby. Your daddy and mommy are so formidable that you'll be able to reach the pinnacle of life easily."

The warm and cozy atmosphere was ruined completely in a split second.

Susan was about to freak out as she looked at Julian.

The b*st*rd added his free expression anyhow.

Was there anyone who taught a child like this?

"From now on, it's best for you not to tell stories anymore!" Susan confiscated the storybook right away.

"Why..." Julian was in despair. "I tell them pretty well."

Susan turned off the lights and shut off Julian's complaint.

It was only that she still could not help smiling without his notice.

'Baby, oh baby. Even though your father is a little unreliable, you must believe that he loves you very much. Also, Mommy loves you too.’ 1

The baby in Susan’s belly moved once as if it understood her words.