"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 brows. She questioned, "Next time?"
She was about to say more, but she lowered her head and stopped as she met her father's warning gaze.
The reaction amused Cary, as he enjoyed watching Susan suppress her anger. Noticing that he was watching her, Susan cast him an irritated glare, making Cary grin from ear to ear as he met her gaze.
The two elders regarded the pair's bickering as their way of flirting with each other.
Since Cary arrived, Jeremy had barely taken his eyes off him. With an approving smile on his face, he was rather satisfied with the polite and well-mannered young man. When Cary was almost finished with his dinner, Jeremy couldn't wait to know more about his guest. "How did you get to know Susan?" he asked.
"It was thanks to Sheryl," Cary beamed. "If it weren't for her, I wouldn't have had the pleasure to meet Susan."
"I see," Jeremy simply nodded. Gingerly, he continued with his questions, "May I know what your family is like?"
"Yes, of course. My parents got divorced and they remarried. My grandpa brought me up, and I have a better relationship with my grandpa than with my parents," Cary answered the man frankly.
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