Susan's gaze was pained, making Julian's heart clench.
"Julian, tell me, what did I do that's not good enough? What did I do to make her despise me from top to bottom along with Chessie?” Susan bit her lips. "Even i f there's a reason she looks down on me, what about Chessie? She’s her granddaughter! Has she ever had sincere feelings for her?"
"Susie." Julian's lips quivered. "I know you and Chessie have been wronged, but..."
"But that's your mother. You can't help it either, I know," Susan said calmly, "You don't have to explain too much to me. Chessie and I are fine. You should go t o the hospital and keep your mother company.”
Susan was direct.
"Susie." Julian held her hands nervously. "Don't stress over this. I'll look into the incident and your innocence will definitely be proven."
As she kept her eyes on Julian, a bitter smile stretched on Susan’s face. "Julian, you can clear my name this time, but what about after that? If something else happens or someone instigates something in the future, your mother will still choose t o suspect me without hesitation."
Susan felt hopeless. She had been holding this in and putting up with Madam Shaw for Julian. What had she gotten in exchange? Endless hurt and doubt, that was all.
Susan had thought that she should try more to prevent Julian from feeling caught between them and had tried to warm Madam Shaw up with her sincerity.
So what?
Madam Shaw's heart was made of rocks.
She had learned Willa's massaging techniques this month and practiced more than 10 hours a day. Her arms were still sore. All her sacrifices were purposeful ploys in Madam Shaw's eyes.
Susan really thought that she was quite laughable now. She had tried so hard to please someone who did not even care every single day.
If Madam Shaw had targeted only her, perhaps she would still have tolerated it, but Chessie... Why should Chessie have to go through this hurt?
"Susie, believe me. There'll be a way. I'll surely...” Julian was speaking, but Susan cut him off. "Enough, Julian. I understand. I'm not pushing you to do anything. Your mother's in the hospital now, so take care of her. I won’t comment. As for her curses and scoldings, I can take them too as long as she doesn't hurt Chessie and my family." 1
Susan looked at Julian quietly. "That's my bottom line. If she steps over it, even though she’s your mother, I won’t let this go on."
Julian took a deep breath and gently patted Susan's hair. "I understand, Susie. And... thank you."
When Susan had been censured by Madam Shaw previously, she had not even felt a pinch in her eyes. Now that she heard Julian thanking her, she was filled with the urge to cry.
For real, if it were not for Julian, no one would have wanted a mother-in-law like Madam Shaw.
Fortunately, Julian was involved. He made her feel that her tolerance and sacrifices were required.
The husband and wife hugged each other in silence for some time before the hospital called to inform them that Madam Shaw was awake and was insisting on Julian keeping her company.
Unable to say no, Julian gave Susan a chaste kiss and went back to the hospital.
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