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

Chapter 52 Luke, It's Me

Madam Jenkins was terribly mortified when she had t o bow and scrape before Julian and Susan despite that she was older than them. She was less aggravated to show some respect to Julian since he was someone filled with consequences, but she could not get over the fact that she had to do the same to Susan, the woman who she considered her to be beneath contempt. What made her think that she deserved her decency?

However, Madam Jenkins knew that now was not the right time for that. The most important thing right now was to save Luke. She shook her anger away. Then, she led Julian and Susan into the building.

Inside the room, the temperature was kept at a comfortable level, but Luke was sweating profusely. H e kept tossing and turning restlessly as he murmured, "Susie, Susie."

Sitting beside his bed was Mandy, who had anxiety flowing through her veins. This was because whenever she tried to get close to Luke, he would push her away.

Mixed feelings rose up within Susan when she saw the scene.

Julian's face darkened as a discussion thread that he read before surfaced in his mind.

"Urgent! I have an excellent wife who’s perfect from every angle, and even though she has been taken, many people are still working very hard to win over her heart! What should I do?! Please help!"

He did not understand why Luke would not give him and Susan a peace of mind. Since he had lost his memory and he had already married, why couldn't he just let her go?

The more Julian thought about it, the darker his face became. Then, the moment he heard Luke murmuring Susan's name, something in his brain snapped. He wanted to turn around and pull

Susan out of this building as soon as possible. He had no idea what had gotten into him, but he regretted his decision now. He should not have promised Susan to help out in the first place.

However, when he spun his head around and looked a t Susan's worried face, he could not help but swallow all his vexations back into his stomach pit.

'Damn you Luke Jenkins, I swear to God this will be the last time you get to see Susan!'

"Mandy,” Madam Jenkins called out before continuing, "Come over here and let Susan try."

Mandy froze for a moment. A chill traveled down her spine as she gritted her teeth and turned around to stare at Susan.

She was Luke's childhood sweetheart, and she firmly believed that he would become her husband in the future. Everything was going fine until Susan appeared. 1

At first, she scoffed and did not take her friend's warning to heart when her friend told her that a girl was chasing Luke. She was very confident in both herself and Luke. She was certain that no outsider could meddle in their long-established relationship.

She had no idea what sorts of tricks Susan used to entice Luke, but the girl won over Luke's heart in the end. Mandy was genuinely stunned when Luke introduced Susan to her as his girlfriend.

Possessed by her anger and jealousy, she exhausted everything-from method A to Z-to make things warm for Susan so that she would take the initiative t o withdraw from her relationship with Luke. However, Luke was always standing by Susan’s side, and it was also because of Susan that their years of friendship went west.

Just when she thought that nothing else could be done, God heard her prayer and Luke lost his memories. She stayed by his bedside for three days and three nights, and finally, Luke was moved by her effort.

It took a lot of her, and she had come a long way to finally put on the white wedding dress and become Luke's wife, but why...

Mandy’s nail stabbed deeply into her palm. She did not understand why it was Susan but not her that Luke thought about when he was in a coma. Was she

not his wife?

She did not move away as Madam Jenkins instructed, planting herself firmly on the chair as she felt that once she walked away, she would lose Luke to Susan.

"Mandy," Madam Jenkins called out once more in a more stern voice, "The most important thing now is Luke. We can save the rest for later."

Madam Jenkins's warning seemed to have knocked some sense into her. She gazed over to Luke, whose face was pale and distorted by pain, gnashed her teeth tight, and rose to her feet.

"Miss Susan, he is all yours now. Please help us calm him down," Madam Jenkins said, struggling to suppress all signs of her disgust.

Susan nodded and she walked straight towards Luke. For a moment, a series of complex emotions flashed across Mandy’s eyes. She was caught between the devil and the deep blue sea because she had no idea whether or not she should pray that Susan could stabilize Luke down. If Susan were able to achieve something that not even she could not do, then would i t not make her an absolute joke? After all, she was Luke's wife.

"Susie, Susie," Luke continued to whisper Susan's name with his brows knitted tightly at the center of his forehead. Susan's heart ached to see him in such a state as an indescribable feeling rose from the pit of her stomach. He thrashed his arms about as if he was trying to grasp something in the air. She took a step forward, put her hand into his searching hand and said, "Luke, it's me."

Then, something magical happened. As if a kid finally got hold of his favorite toy, Luke grasped tightly at Susan’s hand. His brows slackened, and a contented smile spread across his face.

Mandy stared daggers at Susan and Julian's face darkened.

Susan was a little surprised when Luke grasped her hand. When she tried to wriggle herself free, a panicked expression creased his face. He clamped his hand even tighter and whispered, "Susie, don’t leave m e. Don't leave me."

"Erm..." Susan felt embarrassed.

"What should we do now, doctor?" Madam Jenkins asked.

"Judging from Mister Luke's condition and how he responded to Miss Susan’s presence, I strongly suggest that Miss Susan should stay so that she can help us to stabilize his condition as we complete the diagnosis," said the doctor.

"Okay, okay. Let her stay, then," Madam Jenkins answered without any hesitation. She had always placed Luke's wellbeing above everything else, so she was willing to lay everything down so long as her son could recover.

"No!” Mandy shouted. She could not stand the sight of them holding their hands. It stung her eyes so much that she hoped she was blind. Right now, all she wanted to do was get Susan as far as possible away from Luke. "Luke is my husband. I'm the one who should stay, not her! Mom, get this woman out! Get her out of the room!"

"That’s enough, Mandy!” Madam Jenkins snapped at Mandy, "You can have it your way once Luke wakes u p. For now, just stay quiet!"

"Okay then. If she's staying, then I'm staying too," Mandy said through gritted teeth.

However, the doctor looked at her embarrassingly and said, "I'm afraid that is not possible, Miss Jenkins. The patient is in a very unstable emotional state right now, so he needs a quiet environment to do the treatment. I f possible, aside from Miss Susan, I hope that the rest o f the people can leave the room now and wait at another room."

"Okay, okay, we will leave now," Madam Jenkins said a s she tried to pull Mandy out of the room. It took her quite some effort to get Mandy out of the room, then she raised her head and saw Julian who was leaning nonchalantly against the door and had no intention of leaving.

Forcing a smile onto her face, Madam Jenkins said," Young Master Shaw, you see, the doctor said Luke needs a quiet environment to do the treatment, so..."

Julian threw her a sidelong glance and said, "So? It's none of my business."

Madam Jenkins was stumped. Julian was right. None of this had anything to do with him. She could persuade and force Mandy to do as she instructed, but her hands were tied when facing Julian.

Just when she had no idea what to do, a voice rang out in her mind and prompted her to look towards Susan. If anyone here could handle Julian, then it would be Susan.

Pressing her lips, Susan said, "Julian..."

"What?" Julian pulled a long face as he stared fixedly a t their holding hands.

'Is he really in a coma? Why do I have a feeling that he is taking advantage of Susan?' Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

Susan cleared her throat and asked carefully, "Can you ... wait for me outside?"

'She is chasing me out?’ 3

When the thought flitted across his mind, Julian blew his top.

'Is she trying to cheat on me?!’