The Pampering CEO: Don't Mess With My Secretly-Married Sweet Wife
Chapter 182 You Lied to Me Again

Isabelle ignored her and said directly, "Just give me the fruit tray, and you can leave now."

At first, Yvonne planned to do that too. But she became annoyed when Isabelle spoke like that.

"Are you driving me out? I just don't want to leave purposely!" Yvonne strode into the room. "What are you doing?" Isabelle's facial expression changed. She rushed toward the writing table.

"Why are you so nervous?" Yvonne looked at her in confusion.

"It's none of your business. Get out now," Isabelle said.

Yvonne became very infuriated. It had been only a few days, and the timid and shy Isabelle dared to argue with her now.

She could not help but stare sternly at Isabelle.

Subconsciously, Isabelle moved slightly and blocked the things on the table from Yvonne's view.

Yvonne felt that it was rather strange.

Was Isabelle quite anxious about the things behind her?

When she was standing at the door just now, she took a peek from afar and noticed that there seemed to be a notebook on the table. Was Isabelle quite reluctant for Yvonne to see the notebook?

Yvonne was always a straightforward person. At that particular moment, an evil thought came to her. She did not rush toward Isabelle. "Why aren't you leaving? I'll go to Dad and Mom and tell on you," Isabelle said.

"You always look for Dad and Mom at times like this." Yvonne sneered and left.

Isabelle then heaved a long sigh of relief.

The next morning, Isabelle went to the Shaw Mansion at an early hour just to please Madam Shaw.

Mr. Shelby had gone to work, and Mrs. Shelby was going to play mahjong with her friends.

Yvonne was the only one left at home.

Yvonne seemed to be plotting something when she looked at Isabelle's room.

She went over and tried to open the door to Isabelle's room, but it did not budge.

Clearly, Isabelle locked her room before she left.

"How could she lock her room? There must be some secrets in her room!" Yvonne was slightly excited. 'Did Isabelle think that she could stop me just by locking her room?'

Yvonne hired a locksmith directly.

"Be careful when you're trying to unlock the room. Remember not to ruin the lock," Yvonne ordered her. The locksmith had good skills, and soon the room was opened.

Yvonne started to look for the notebook in the room.

She felt that Isabelle's secret might be related to that notebook given what she witnessed the day before.

Isabelle hid the notebook well. Yvonne spent a few hours looking for it, and she finally found a tiny locked box under the bed.

She asked the locksmith to open the box again. Then she found a notebook at the bottom of the box.

Yvonne took a look at it impatiently.

After that, she broke into a reckless smile.

"Isabelle, it's Susan's notebook! It seems like this is your secret weapon!"

Yvonne remembered vaguely that Susan lost the notebook before, and Susan claimed that Yvonne was the one who burned her notebook. Susan even went and fought with Yvonne because of it. Surprisingly, Isabelle had kept the notebook with her all the time.

Yvonne blinked a few times. Then she took out her phone and snapped each and every page of the notebook patiently. She put the notebook back to its original place at last.

When she was done, she restored the scene and left

Isabelle's room.

Yvonne returned to her room after paying the locksmith. She looked at the photographs of the notebook and laughed uncontrollably.

Isabelle was quite smug in front of her for the past few days. In fact, it was all because of that notebook.

Now, Isabelle had the contents of the notebook with her too. 1

She needed to think carefully about how she could manipulate that notebook.

It was the fourth day of the week in which they had made the promise.

Yvonne did not contact Julian, and Julian frowned because of that.

Was it not working? Yvonne seemed to be calmer than what he imagined she would be.

Maybe, he needed to change the tactic in carrying out his investigation.

"Julian, it's the fourth day now. Didn't you mention that you want to investigate something? How was it?" Susan asked him.

"Susie, I'll give you an answer no matter what after three days," Julian replied with a deep voice.

There were three days left.

It would be good if he found out the truth after three days.

If he did not manage to reveal the truth, he decided to confess everything to Susan.

Consequently, Susan might still be unhappy about the past, but she had now misunderstood the relationship between him and Isabelle. Even if he was going to face a bad result after being frank with Susan, he felt that it would not worsen the situation much.

Even if Susan became angry at him, he would never let her go no matter how shameless he needed to be.

"Is it?" Susan asked softly. "Then what were you so busy with these past few days? Did you meet with Isabelle secretly?"

"No. Susie, don't think too much." Julian softened his tone. "Just give me three more days. Is that okay?"

Susan fixed her eyes on him for a long time. Then she replied hoarsely, "Sure."

She turned and returned to her room.

Julian wanted to follow her into the bedroom but realized that Susan had locked the door.

He could not help but smile bitterly.

For the past few days, Susie was angry with him.

There were times when Julian planned to give up and tell her the truth. He decided to get it over with. But he could not make up his mind every time. 3

It was because he cared too much about Susan.

If it was possible, he wanted to get the definite truth first.

Otherwise, he was afraid that he might lose the battle.

"Let's wait for three more days. No more, no less." Julian murmured.

It was the only time he allowed himself.

If he still failed to replace out about the truth during that time, he would take a bet then.

He wanted to see whether Susan would forgive him for being so close and intimate with Isabelle when they were young.

Or, there might be a better result still. Isabelle might be lying to him, and the true Little Flower was...

Julian forced himself to eliminate those complicated thoughts.

Now all he could do was wait patiently.

Julian was standing at the door quietly. He then left with complicated feelings.

On the other hand, Susan was leaning against the door and appeared rather calm.

The sound of Julian's footsteps grew further away from her now.

At that moment, Susan became teary, and she burst into tears.

Her vision was blurred. She had trouble holding herself up, and soon she fell down and squatted on the floor.

She hid her face between her knees and cried in agony.

Julian lied to her!

Again!

She told him before that the one thing which was intolerable for her was cheating.

'Why did you challenge my limit repeatedly?'

Once, twice.

It was now the third time he did that.

There should never be a fourth instance of such behavior. 'When will he stop pushing me over the limit?'

Susan trembled and took out her phone from her pocket.

He claimed that he did not go and meet Isabelle secretly.

But what about the truth?

Susan took out her phone and looked up Isabelle's social media profile.

She scrolled it down slightly.

Isabelle posted a status there.

"Thank you, Young Master Shaw, for giving me these gifts. Now I feel like I'm the happiest woman in the whole wide world."

The photograph showed a few things that Julian gifted her. She even saw a man from the side in the photograph.

Susan knew who that man was.

He was Julian's personal assistant, and he always helped handle personal affairs for Julian.

In fact, that assistant was one of the people whom Julian trusted the most.

If those gifts were sent by his assistant, it meant that... Julian was the one who gifted Isabelle those things.

Susan felt that her vision blurred even more.

She wondered what she should do now.