The Apple of My Eye
Chapter 951 An Arrogant Tool

Holley claimed that she had nothing to do with Susan's accident, 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.

"Busy now?" Cary asked. No matter what Jeremy said, Susan refused to give him Cary's number. At last, he got this from Sheryl.

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

"I'll get straight to the point," Jeremy responded with a loud laugh. "Here is the thing. Susan's coming 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 might come, 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 there later," Cary responded instantly.

He glanced at the directors of the board and then said, "But I'll be late. 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 placed 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 relax. 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," Sheryl commented 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 out laughing. 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 flashed 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 and comforted 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 her complaints. 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?"