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Chapter 10 Generous

  • "I don't have money." Susan shrugged. She was in a predicament right now. The Baileys might be rich, and everyone thought she was married to a rich family, but her life was a mess. All the money she had was made through all the part-time jobs she did in her free time.
  • Jocelyn wouldn't let her work or spend a dime of the family wealth, and she kept her eyes on Susan at all times. Even when she was just taking a small delivery, that hag would blabber on and on for hours.
  • Even without her saying anything, he could see that Susan was really poor. Man, I have too much time on my hands. I can't believe I'm hooking up with a married woman. Why? Out of pity? No, my sympathy isn't that worthless.
  • He went away to take a call, and Susan realized he was trying to stay away from her by going to a far corner.
  • Perhaps talks about his work have to be kept a secret? He doesn't want anyone to hear him pant or something, I guess.
  • She came back to the lobby and saw Jocelyn and Rachel entering Holyeye Hospital. Rachel was holding Jocelyn's arms, chatting happily like a family. Never once did Susan chat happily with Jocelyn before, and she felt defeated.
  • Jocelyn preferred Rachel, who came from a family of scholars, over her. She detested Susan for being a lowly 'peasant', so no matter what Susan did, Jocelyn never even smiled at her.
  • "Susan? What are you doing here?" Rachel held Jocelyn's arm tighter.
  • Susan looked at them, feeling disgusted.
  • Jocelyn quickly snatched the bill from her, and once she saw the amount on it, she became furious. "You came to a hospital just to check your fever? How dare you? So, this is what you've been doing staying out all night! I know we're rich, but that doesn't mean you get to spend our money however you want! You don't deserve this luxury!"
  • Susan was shocked. Luxury? She thinks being down with a fever and going to see a doctor is a luxury? Is everything I do a mistake to her? "I can go wherever the f*ck I want to get checked. I didn't even spend your precious son's money, so shut the f*ck up." She peered at the hag, not wanting to tolerate her any longer as she had had enough of Jocelyn's abuse over the last three years.
  • Rachel protested, "You can't say that to her. She's already nice enough to you. Be kind."
  • Jocelyn sneered. "Some people can never learn how to be grateful. Guess this is karma. She can't even give my son a child after three years."
  • Susan looked ashen. You know why I can't give you a child more than anyone.
  • Rachel caressed her pregnant belly and put on a show. "Time for the checkup, Mrs. Bailey. Let it be. You know how childish Susan can be sometimes."
  • A checkup? Oh, so that's why she came. And this is the hospital she chose? Andrew's nice to the woman he likes, huh? The whole process from checkups to labor is going to cost a ton. Man, I was stupid for trying to save money for his family.
  • Jocelyn ignored Rachel and demanded, "Give me the transaction record. I want to see whose money you spent."
  • Susan felt like exploding. "What? That's a violation of privacy!"
  • Jocelyn dropped her sickly act, which she put on when her son was around, and clamped down on Susan's hand, refusing to let go. She was every bit as strong as Andrew.
  • Susan held her phone tightly, refusing to let go as well, and she shoved Jocelyn a little. Losing balance, Jocelyn fell backward and plopped down on her rear.
  • Rachel quickly held her belly and went down to help Jocelyn up. "How could you, Susan? She's your mother-in-law!" Her shout attracted a lot of attention.
  • Susan was at a loss. She met everyone's gaze and felt so embarrassed that she wanted to hide. In these people's eyes, she must look like an evil woman who had hurt her husband's mother. She even saw a bespectacled young man rolling his sleeves up, raring to have a go at her.
  • Jocelyn got back up with Rachel's help. Embarrassed, she wanted to slap Susan, but before she could land the hit, someone else stopped her.