Chapter 39

The next day, Mama Jean woke up early to make breakfast. When she walked across the bedroom door, she heard an awkward conversation.

“It’s not going to be painful. I’ll be gentle.”

“Just relax.”

“Don’t move. Turning back will affect my performance.”

Mama Jean coughed and left quietly.

‘The CEO’s wife looks usually elegant. I never thought she could be quite open sometimes...Ahem.’

“Okay, done.”

In the room, Susan looked at her masterpiece and a satisfied smile appeared on her face.

Julian looked at the drawn tortoise on the back of his hand and then immediately turned to look for a glove.

“Hey, hey, hey! We agreed that you can’t hide it for a day. If you wear a glove, you’re a sore loser.” Susan quickly stopped him.

“You…” He glared at her angrily.

Julian’s glance made Susan’s smile fade and she said carefully, “Wear it if you want to. I-I was just saying...”

She could not help feeling annoyed. She somehow disregarded the level of authority. ‘Is Julian someone who I can joke with? Sus