The Substitute Bride

"You…" Susan's voice faltered, her face turning red with anger. "Do you think I'll let you go so easily? Listen to me. There's no way."

As she watched the two argue with each other, Sheryl couldn't help but think that Susan was no match for Cary.

Although Cary remained calm and didn't say much, he knew exactly how to upset Susan. It even seemed like he enjoyed arousing Susan's fury.

Witnessing the scene before her, Sheryl finally understood why Susan would get so mad when she brought up Cary's name.

Sensing that Susan was likely to strike Cary, Sheryl came forward in a rush, grabbing the former's hand and persuading, "Easy, Susan. He's your guest. Just be friendly."

"Guest?" Susan's next words were sarcastic. "He's such a perfect guest, isn't he? He was late but didn't even have the decency to feel sorry. I'm impressed."

"Susan!" Frowning, Sheryl scolded the angry girl. "He's your guest. It's improper to treat him that way."

Sheryl knew that Cary was just joking; she was mad at Susan for her overly aggressive behavior.

With furrowed eyebrows, Susan paused for a long while, biting her lips to refrain from attacking Cary again.

Somehow, she was willing to listen to Sheryl's words.

Half an hour later, Jeremy and his wife served dinner on the table when the former asked Cary to eat more from time to time, which made him feel a little at a loss.

Even though Susan gave him a hard time, Cary felt sorry for keeping the couple waiting for a long time. Apologizing sincerely, he said, "I'm sorry, Uncle, Aunt. I had something to handle in the company, so I was late. You didn't have to wait for me."

"It's okay. Susan had lots of fruits, so she wasn't hungry," Jeremy replied with a friendly laugh. "Besides, you're our guest. If we had cooked too early, the food would be cold by now. Cold food does our health no good."

With a smile of relief, Cary said, "Please don't wait for me next time."

"Alright, we'll keep that in mind." Jeremy agreed instantly with a nod.

The remark made Susan raise her

ing the excuse that her leg hurt, she refused.

"It's okay, Uncle, Aunt," Cary said with a subtle smile. "It's getting late. She must be feeling tired. I can handle myself."

With a sweet smile, Sheryl said to Susan's parents, "Please go ahead and sleep early, Uncle, Aunt. We've got to go. I'll visit you next time."

"I'm looking forward to your next visit." Saying their farewells, the couple beamed.

With a nod, Sheryl assured them, "I will."

Walking out of the building, she saw Cary as he was entering his car. Stopping to talk to him, she said, "Cary, could you please drop me off at a subway station?"

"Of course," he agreed with a warm smile. "I can take you home if you want."

It was clear that Sheryl had something to tell him. As they got into the car, he opened his mouth first. "You have something to tell me, don't you?" Jeremy turned to look at her in the passenger's seat.

With a grin, she agreed, "You got me." As straightforward as she could be, she said, "I want to know what you think of Susan."

The sudden question had Cary stunned. At the thought of Susan, he couldn't help but smile brightly. After a pause, he replied, "I don't know what feelings I have for her… But when I saw her, I felt happy. When she isn't around, I feel upset and distracted. If this is how people define love, then maybe I'm in love with her."