Chapter 951 An Arrogant Tool


    Holley imed that she had nothing to do with Susan''s ident, but George knew she was


    responsible.


    He thought back to that day... He and Holley had a fight. Angrily, she left him and drove away. Afraid


    that something might happen to her, he followed Holley in his car.


    He saw Holley hit Susan with her car and drive off. He was the only one around that helped Susan. He


    sent her to the hospital, and begged her not to sue his girlfriend.


    In fact, he wanted to give Holley a chance. Once she owned up to the fact she hit Susan, he would


    protect her at any cost.


    But she denied it calmly every time. All of a sudden, it dawned on him that she might had deceived him


    with her innocent eyes many times.


    When she lied, she showed no worry. She acted as if she were telling the truth.


    That was when George found that he didn''t really know Holley. Even though they slept together every


    day, he didn''t know who she really was.


    He hated to admit that. But deep inside he knew it was true. There were two voices fighting each other


    in his mind.


    The next day, Susan was discharged from the hospital. Sheryl came to her ward early in the morning


    and helped her with her things.


    Watching Sheryl pack up her stuff, Susan felt sorry for her. She said she could handle it herself and told


    her to take a breather.


    Sheryl said okay, but didn''t stop gathering up her clothes and other things.


    After filling out the discharge papers, Susan''s father took Sheryl''s arm and they walked to a corner.


    Jeremy asked Sheryl for Cary''s number. Sheryl was confused, but she did as he asked. With a cheerful


    expression, Jeremy gave Cary a call.


    Cary was in a meeting when his phone started to buzz. Giving his cell phone a quick look, he found it


    was an unfamiliar number. He thought about ignoring the call, but since his phone kept ringing, he


    knitted his brows and answered the phone.


    "Hello, is this Cary Su?" Jeremy gushed with a broad smile on his face. "I''m Susan''s dad."


    "Hello, Uncle," Cary said, as he recognized who was on the phone.


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    "Busy now?" Cary asked. No matter what Jeremy said, Susan refused to give him Cary''s number. At


    "Of course not," Cary replied immediately. "What''s on your mind?"


    "I''ll get straight to the point," Jeremy responded with a loudugh. "Here is the thing. Susan''sing


    home from the hospital today, so we are gonna throw a little party for her. You have time to drop by and


    eat with us? You helped my daughter a lot, so we want to treat you to a meal."


    He paused to let this sink in. Then he said, "I mentioned to Susan''s mother that you mighte, so


    she bought lots of food. If you go home hungry, it''s your fault."


    Cary scowled at the invitation. He had a ton of things to deal with, and he intended to work overtime.


    But Jeremy called him personally, and he didn''t know how to say no gracefully.


    "You''re not too busy, are you?" Jeremy said as Cary didn''t respond for a bit. "If you are, we can invite


    you to a meal another day. It''s okay..."


    Jeremy added, overwhelmed with disappointment.


    Judging by his tone, Cary knew that Susan''s father was disappointed. "No. I''ll be thereter," Cary


    responded instantly.


    He nced at the directors of the board and then said, "But I''ll bete. Please don''t wait for me."


    "Great. I''ll text you the address," Jeremy responded with delight as he ended the call. He then returned


    to the ward and brought Susan home.


    It was the first time Sheryl had ever been in Susan''s house. She came in and looked around. It was a


    cozy apartment containing three bedrooms and a lobby. It was not luxuriously furnished, but it was


    clean and tidy. Sheryl knew that Susan must have led a happy life with her parents.


    Jeremy ced Susan''s stuff in her room. Noticing that his daughter and Sheryl were still standing in the


    living room, he said, "Susan, take Miss Xia to your bedroom. I''m gonna help your mom in the kitchen.


    I''ll call you when lunch is ready."


    "I can help you, Uncle," Sheryl offered. She volunteered to be of some help in the kitchen.


    "No, thanks. You''re our guest, how can I let you help with the meals? Go, visit with Susan and rx.


    Your aunt and I can handle it ourselves." Jeremy refused her offer. Jeremy pushed Sheryl to his


    daughter''s bedroom. When the two girls were inside, he closed the door lightly.


    "Please have a seat, Sher. Don''t mind him," Susan said, as she motioned for Sheryl to sit down next to


    her.


    "Your dad''s nice," Sherylmented with a warm smile.


    "He''s better now. I hated him when I was little," Susan responded. Pursing her lips, she proceeded, "He


    used to be a teacher. He kept a close eye on me all through elementary school and my school life was


    a nightmare. He''s retired now. Since mom''s not in good health, he never goes out. Instead, he spends


    most of his time with her at home. He''s mellowed out a lot."


    Sheryl broke outughing. Looking at Susan, she said, "Anyway, you''ve grown into a wonderful woman


    under his guidance."


    "Don''t make fun of me, Sher." Susan blushed. Out of the blue, a trace of frustration shed through her


    pretty face. She sighed, "I don''t think it matters. I am still being bullied. Someone can do whatever she


    wants just because she has a pretty face. It''s not fair."


    Sheryl patted Susan''s shoulder gently andforted her, "Don''t be so negative. You only see what


    they want you to see, but you don''t know what they''ve been through. Believe me, they are not as happy


    as you think."


    Since Susan kept quiet, she went on, "The world has all sorts of people in it. Different people have


    different lifestyles. You can''t figure out everyone. The only thing you can do is to be yourself and live a


    good life.


    I know, I know. Easier said than done. But you should be thankful for your parents. They''re good


    teachers and they taught you right from wrong. Now you''re a good girl."


    "I know." Susan nodded at her. She only understood part of her words.


    Staring at Susan, Sheryl was eager to bring her and Cary together. After some hesitation, she asked


    indirectly, "What, what do you think of Cary, Susan?"


    "Cary?" Susan was a bit miffed when she heard his name. "He''s an arrogant tool. Narcissistic and


    rude, too," she blurted out indignantly.


    The more Susan talked, the more furious she got. With aversion and fury written on her face, she


    focused her gaze on Sheryl and added, "If he wasn''t your friend, I would have already taught him a


    lesson."


    Sheryl was taken aback by herints. It never crossed her mind that Susan would be so upset


    with Cary. With a wry smile, she asked, "So you don''t like him?"