Chapter 242: It was the Conscience that Stirred
As the party came to finish, the guests began to stream out from the hall.
Oscar and Harrison were the last group to leave, as pairing with the newlyweds almost till the end.
As seeing that few people on site, Harrison left with Oscar.
Susan had no more reason to stay but just came to the car reluctantly with Manuel. They were on the way to that so-call home.
Inside the car, no one talked. It was as quiet as the time stopped.
Susan kept swiping her phone.
She might check all her social apps, such as contact list, messages, chatting apps, and other social apps, one by one for thousand times.
A small irritation could be found on her face.
Manuel shifted his sight outwards to the window.
He knew Susan was waiting Henry’s call or message.
But none of them came to her.
The car finally stopped at a luxury residence of Kensbury
This was an exclusive community only for riches.
After Susan’s approval of the marriage, he bought a large deluxe flat in this community.
The driver held Manuel out of the car and helped him sit in the wheeler. Then he was going to push him home.
“No, you can just send me here.” Manuel stopped him. “It’s late. You can just go back for rest now.”
“But Mrs Knight has ordered me to send you home.” The driver added.
Manuel knew Justine’s worry that Susan would not help him or push him back.
Anyway, he could push himself back even without Susan’s help.
“1 will explain to my mum. And you can leave now.” He insisted.
“Yes, Man.” The driver could only follow his order.
He turned back to the car respectfully and drove
away.
Susan stood by Manuel.
After a long while of hesitation, she finally pushed the wheeler ahead.
Manuel smiled at that.
“Don’t make it further.” As pulling the wheeler to the lift, Susan said,” You won’t suffer this without me. And I won’t lay a sight to you even at your last moment, if things come out differently. I help you all because of my conscience.”
“Yes, I know.” Manuel followed.
He knew Susan’s kindness out of her bitter words.
“Which floor?” Susan asked as they came in the lift.
“19th.” Manuel replied.
Then Susan pressed the key of 19, muttering, “Well, no one might survive for an earthquake.”
“This building can stay safe in a seismic of Grade 8.”
“…”Susan used to be a loser in debating against him.
She never win by reason.
Then 19F arrived.
She pushed him out.
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