Chapter 544
As soon as Jenkins spoke, Peter was slightly startled.
ā¦.
Then, he frowned and looked at her. āWhat did you say?ā
Susan also looked toward Jenkins, puzzled.
When Susan happened to pass by the accident site and saw Peter lying on the ground next to a burning car, she realized it was an opportunity.
The bystanders were all saying that a young girl had bravely rescued someone.
Having had her eyes on the wealthy Peter for a while, and with him barely paying her any attention, Susan immediately recognized this was a good chance.
So, Susan rushed over and stayed by Peterās side.
Indeed, when Peter woke up, Susan asked him some questions, only to find out that he had no idea who had saved him, so she just went along with it.
Susan wondered what Jenkins meant by that.
Jenkins looked at Peter and scoffed, about to speak when the commotion drew the attention of everyone else in the room.
They all came out one after another.
James asked, āWhatās going on this time?ā
His choice of words reflected his extreme impatience.
Peter also wore an embarrassed expression, while Susanās eyes turned red with grievance. āYour maid hit me.ā
āHow is that possible?ā James immediately retorted. āOur maid has always been professional and never hits people randomly. You must have done something deplorable, havenāt you?ā
Susan hadnāt expected him to say such things and was stunned on the spot.
She looked at him incredulously.
James, with resentment, turned to Peter. āPeter, manage her. How much trouble has she created since she came into this household? If you canāt handle her, the two of you should move out! Our family has many brothers, and when we were young, we would all get punished equally by our parents regardless of who was at fault. How come so many issues have arisen?ā
Hearing that, Peter couldnāt lift his head. He clenched his jaw, looking toward Susan.
For the first time, he felt tired.
He had long noticed that Susan was vain. She always wanted money from him for shopping.
But he had always obliged her since he was never short of money.
Besides that point, Susan had always seemed considerate. How had she suddenly become like this?
Peter was confused.
At that moment, Susan suddenly rolled up her sleeve to reveal an ugly burn scar hidden beneath.
That was the blister Peter had seen on Susanās arm when he had woken up in the hospital. She claimed it resulted from rescuing him, saying it was no big deal.
Later, he had even bought many scar removal ointments for her, but none worked.
Any doubt that Peter had just started to harbor instantly dissipated.
If she could risk her life for him, then a few faults didnāt matterā¦
His gaze immediately softened, and he firmly said, āJames, Susan saved my life, and I wonāt allow you to speak of her this way. Besides, as you said, both sides get punished when brothers fight, so shouldnāt Susan and the maid both be punished?ā
James frowned. āTell me, how do you want to handle this?ā
After thinking for a moment, Peter said, āHow about this? Iāll have Susan apologize to her, but I want the maid to pay for Susanās clothes.ā
Upon hearing this, Jenkins was shocked.
That dress cost thirteen thousand dollars, not just three hundred!
She immediately objected. āNo way!ā
āIf thatās unacceptable, then get lost.ā
Peter rubbed his temples with a headache and scolded.
Jenkinsās eyes were rimmed red.
As a maid in this household, she earned a monthly salary of three thousand, which was unattainable elsewhere.
She couldnāt afford to lose this job!
Jenkins bit her lip. Just moments ago, she thought dignity was the most important thing, but now, she felt her dignity lay shattered on the ground.
She looked at Peter. āThereās no need for Miss Simpson to apologize. Iāll apologize, alright? Just donāt make me pay for the dress!ā
Peter nodded, about to agree.
Susan, however, said bluntly, āNo, I want you to compensate for my dress. Peter loves it, and thatās what I insist on!ā
Susan had seen Jenkinsās distress and wanted to make a point to teach Jenkins a lesson. She couldnāt care less about apologizing to the maid.
Jenkins clenched her fists tightly.
Susan turned to Jenkins. āIām sorry. It was my fault for not looking where I was going and bumping into you.ā
Jenkinsās fists were clenched so tightly. She wanted to say something but didnāt know what to sayā¦
She looked pleadingly at the butler.
The butler then shook his head at her.
Jenkinsās eyes were bloodshot red as she hung her head and took a deep breath. āFine, Iāll pay!ā
Indeed, the dress was worth thirteen thousand, five months of her salary.
But without this job, she couldnāt find another that paid this wellā¦
After leaving these words, she crouched down and placed the fruits that had fallen to the floor on the fruit plate. Then, carrying the plate, she walked away. Afterward, she returned with a cleaning cloth to wipe the floor clean.
Her movements were smooth and fluid.
James and Peter found it somewhat unbearable to watch.
Their family never mistreated the help.
Satisfied, Susan excitedly hooked her arm with Peterās. āPeter, letās go back to the card game.ā
The mood for fun had already faded from the group.
So, finding an excuse, they dispersed.
Peter escorted Susan away, and after arriving at her place, he looked at Susan. āSusan, I think in the future, you shouldā¦ā
āPeter, I know. Iāll love you even more from now on. For you, I can give up anything! Whatever happens, Iāll always be there for you, ensuring that no threat comes to your life!ā
The lecture Peter had intended got stuck in his throat.
After a moment, he smiled at Susan. āAlright, Susan, thank you for saving my life!ā
On the drive home, Peter stared ahead, suddenly recalling the words Keira had said and Susanās abnormal behavior over the past few days.
He sighed suddenly.
Was this choice of his the right one? Regardless of whether his sisterās words were true or false, he was starting to feel like breaking up with Susan.
But then he would remember how she had saved his lifeā¦
He was still thinking about it when he returned to the Olsen residence. After parking the car, he was ready to go upstairs.
Just as he was about to enter the bedroom, he heard someone sobbing nearby.
Turning around, he saw Jenkins carefully wiping the bay window with a cleaning cloth.
She did her work meticulously, yet her eyes were red-rimmed, and he could hear occasional sobs, which made her look all the more pitiable.
The more Jenkins thought about it, the more aggrieved she felt. In her anger, she blurted out, āHad I known it would come to this, I should have left him at the scene of the car accident! Thatās what he deserves!ā