Uncovering My Wife's Secrets

Chapter 100 I Love You

Below the post, there were all kinds of comments. Most of them were positive. They praised Annalise and Julian were a match made in heaven.

They praised Annalise’s saying her clothes were really beautiful. Be it the sweater or down jacket, she looked lively and playful.

They praised Julian saying he was even more good-looking than some celebrities.

Many people commented asking for the link to buy the same design that Annalise was wearing. They suggested that in the future when a new design comes out, there was no need to hire models or celebrities, as long as Annalise looked good wearing them, they would buy it..

There were also some toxic people who said that Annalise should be more than grateful that she was so lucky she married Julian and that matter how loving they were now, they would be divorced sooner or later.

Julian’s face darkened when he saw these comments.

He replied directly with his own account [Is your life miserable? Go out in the sun more! We will always love each other! Also, I’m blessed and thankful she married me.]

In the past, he had never cared about what Internet trolls said. In his opinion, only weak people cared about what others thought. Powerful people had no time to care about these miserable trolls.

However, now that he saw them say that Annalise should be grateful for marrying him, he was in an extremely bad mood.

“What do they know?”

“Do they know my wife is a doctor?”

“Do they know my wife is the proudest disciple of the international medical expert, Joseph Quigley?”

“Do they know just being the disciple of Joseph Quigley alone is something most people can’t ever dream to achieve in their lifetime?”

“Do they know that my wife knows calligraphy?”

“Do they know that she is an expert in painting appraisal?

“They don’t know anything yet they’re judging, what a bunch of miserable trolls.”

Annalise saw that Julian had a disturbed look and thought that he had encountered troubles at work.

She subconsciously leaned over to take a look.

Then she saw Julian typing. [Didn’t your mother teach you not to judge?]

“Pfft.” Annalise burst out laughing.

Julian looked up in surprise. “What’s wrong?”

“What are you doing?” Annalise asked with a smile.

“Nothing. I’m just looking at the pictures we took.” Julian immediately scrolled up and only looked at the pictures without looking at the comments below.

Annalise looked at Julian as if she could see through everything. Therefore, her eyes were filled with gentleness.

him, the

gentle, protective, domineering, and

the comments was very childish, but it was

her feel like she was

a

gaze was too much for Julian to handle, he looked into

their eyes met, it felt like

gentle

seemed to be constantly rising. It was so quiet that

up. He leaned forward

cool

and wrapped her

so she decided

Annalise’s response, Julian became

kiss also became more passionate. He started with a light touch that gradually became

became abnormal.

love… It was as if they had finally become a real

Annalise’s lips. His fingers gently caressed her cheek. His eyes were affectionate and gentle as he looked at her.

called out to

when he

word was not synonymous with a wife’s identity, Julian was

liked.

like you, more than just like. I will like you like this for the rest

said the word “love” to her, and the first time he ever said it to

himself on this matter because the word “love” represented

never let her starve, freeze, or suffer for the rest

her eyes were

too, but she was not sure if she loved him, so she did not dare

kissed Julian, his eyes were filled with passion, and he instantly took the initiative to deepen

breathe. Only then did Julian let go of her satisfyingly.

feeling he was going to get laid

was going to become a real man!

it made him

going to take a shower!” Julian

but it was subtle.

Barton

“Did that mean that she agreed?” He

thought about it, he quickly took a shower.

wife. Was he up to no good in the current atmosphere?

was really thinking about that matter, should she agree?

too soon to

be too pretentious to disagree?

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