After Reborn, I Become a Billionaire novel Chapter 242

Chapter 242 It was the Conscience that Stirred

As the party came to finish, the guests began to stream out from the hall.

Oscar and Harrison were the last group to leave, as pairing with the newlyweds almost till the end.

As seeing that few people on site, Harrison left with Oscar.

Susan had no more reason to stay but just came to the car reluctantly with Manuel. They were on the way to that so-call home.

Inside the car, no one talked. It was as quiet as the time stopped.

Susan kept swiping her phone.

She might check all her social apps, such as contact list, messages, chatting apps, and other social apps, one by one for thousand times.

A small irritation could be found on her face.

Manuel shifted his sight outwards to the window.

He knew Susan was waiting Henry’s call or message.

But none of them came to her.

The car finally stopped at a luxury residence of Kensbury

This was an exclusive community only for riches.

After Susan’s approval of the marriage, he bought a large deluxe flat in this community.

The driver held Manuel out of the car and helped him sit in the wheeler. Then he was going to push him home.

“No, you can just send me here.” Manuel stopped him. “It’s late. You can just go back for rest now.”

“But Mrs Knight has ordered me to send you home.” The driver added.

Manuel knew Justine’s worry that Susan would not help him or push him back.

Anyway, he could push himself back even without Susan’s help.

“1 will explain to my mum. And you can leave now.” He insisted.

“Yes, Man.” The driver could only follow his order.

He turned back to the car respectfully and drove

away.

Susan stood by Manuel.

After a long while of hesitation, she finally pushed the wheeler ahead.

Manuel smiled at that.

“Don’t make it further.” As pulling the wheeler to the lift, Susan said,” You won’t suffer this without me. And I won’t lay a sight to you even at your last moment, if things come out differently. I help you all because of my conscience.”

“Yes, I know.” Manuel followed.

He knew Susan’s kindness out of her bitter words.

“Which floor?” Susan asked as they came in the lift.

“19th.” Manuel replied.

Then Susan pressed the key of 19, muttering, “Well, no one might survive for an earthquake.”

“This building can stay safe in a seismic of Grade 8.”

“…”Susan used to be a loser in debating against him.

She never win by reason.

Then 19F arrived.

She pushed him out.

“The password is 123456,” 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.