,” Manuel said, “You could change whatever you like, if that is too complex to recall.”
“Mr. Johnson, car translate your words into that you are making fun of my intelligence? For such a stupid password, who could fail to mark it down?” Susan was triggered.
Manuel smiled again.
Whatever she said seemed to fail to arouse his emotion. He could smile at all her spite.
Susan input the password.
They came in.
“The slippers are inside the cabinet.” Manuel said.
Susan followed his instruction and opened the shelf.
She found 2 pairs, one in blue and the other pink. These were prominently for lovers.
They looked lousy to her.
“I don’t want a change.” She rejected.
“Fine.” Manuel nodded.
Susan pushed him in without a stop.
This was a flat over 300m2, grand and with a magnificent view. Outside the French door standing in the broad living room, the Kensbury River
was streaming its way. This was the most charming night view of Kensbury
As per Susan’s estimation, this flat must be worth of 10 million at least.
Of course, her father paid the bill.
How much had Manuel stolen from her father on the ground?
Susan stopped there and ordered, “I go back to my room, and you go back yours.”
“OK.” Manuel said peacefully.
He was quiet clear, even in the party in which Susan has not yet announced, that she would not share a bed with him.
“That is yours.” Manuel pointed at one bedroom.
At a glance, Susan made her way into the bedroom without any objection.
Then the door was slammed shut with a loud bang.
Maybe it was a sort of torture to stay with him, even for one second.
True, indeed.
Who would be willing to put a sight to whom she disliked?
Manuel pushed himself and made a slow approach to another bedroom.
Tonight, he sent away all the maids.
He insisted that this night should be only for them, rejecting his worrisome mother’s proposal to keep some maids or doctor in place to take care of him. She proposed that even for several times. But she could not changed her son’s mind.
But obviously, tonight was only for him, not them.
What could he expect from a bride who kept another man in heart?
He pushed himself into his bedroom, not so proficiently.
Tonight, he needed to take a shower by self, which was a new lesson to him.
He began to put off the clothes.
The formal suit was not his cup of tea.
Piece after piece, he only got the last red underpants.
He had heard that old red underpants could bring luck to the newlyweds.
But he could not find a red one from his closet. So he had his mother to prepare one the day when Susan nodded to marry him. Today was the third time he put it on, and it was not new literally.
He fetched the crutch ready inside the room, got up slowly from the wheeler and crept to the bathroom with the help of his sticks. This was almost done by his arm force.
He tried to be as careful as possible in case of a slide.
Since Susan’s bedroom was adjacent to his, he did not want to disturb her.
However, he overestimated himself.
Without any helper hand, a man who used to be healthy people but lost his legs both afterwards, would be badly helpless at such moments. Manuel was a good proof now.
After switching on the shower, he spared no hand to clean himself, for both of his arms were occupied by the crutches.
He tried time after time, meaning to support himself just by one stick. Then thanks for the slippery floor, the man fell to the floor after a sudden tip, with his sticks flying out.
Bang.
Manuel did not make a sound though.
With a small break, he crept over from the floor to get the crutches aside.
As he creeping his way to the object, a pair of woman’s legs appeared in front.
That might be the most embarrassed moment of his life that he was badly reluctant to have Susan standing here now, watching.
Susan did not either.
After turning back to her room, she shut the door at once.
She didn’t want to share a roof with the groom.
As the bang was too loud to ignore, she were afraid that fall might kill the man beyond.
The man lied there like a drought mouse as she came in.
Reluctantly, she squared down and picked up the crutches.
The mouse gave up to reach the sticks, embarrassed.
With the crutches, she walked to the man and tried hard to hold him up without a word, with the crutches.
The upset man knew indeed how reluctant the woman was when she did so.
She came just because of her stirring conscience.
After all, she was the culprit that turned him to be what he was in her opinion.