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Chapter441 Love Is No One-sided Affair

Chapter441 Love Is No One-sided Affair

Holding the divorce papers in her hand, Susan saw Manuel leave nonchalantly. She was a bit displeased that he just left without saying a word. Had they become strangers since now?

Susan made her complaint go away and followed him out rapidly. As she had no difficulty in mobility, she was ahead of him soon and walked straight away. Manuel glanced up and saw a fuzzy figure of Susan. He hid all his feelings in silence.

Manuel went back to his car and drove away with his good foot.

Having been delayed for a while, he caught the rush hour and was stuck in stop-and-go traffic. He saw Susan in the distance, who was hailing taxis, but none of them stopped. Manuel hesitated for a while and drove towards her. He believed that his sentiment would dissipate in the end, and then he would be able to tranquilly treat the world, and the people in it.

He stopped beside Susan and asked, "You want a ride home?"

Looking at him, Susan stood still. She then thought of the man who had coldly left straight away earlier-she was not a woman who was liable to forgive.

Perceiving her rejection, Manuel had an impalpable smile on his face. He knew how much Susan hated him, and now she had managed to dump him. Why would she like to get close to him again? Manuel just wanted to pick her up since they were going the same way. But he wouldn't feel sorry about leaving her alone since she did not want his help.

With the window rolled up, Manuel stepped on the accelerator. When the car was about to leave, the door was abruptly pulled open, and Susan sat in. She just thought she could not punish herself for someone else's mistakes. It was impossible to call a taxi at this time. Why should she be so hard on herself for such an undeserved man? With these thoughts, she sat in the car with a swagger. After being astonished for a second, Manuel started the car.

"Why didn't you drive your car?" Manuel asked as if it had come back to the days before they were married. He always treated Susan with such a lukewarm attitude. She would never perceive his affection for her if he had not courted her.

"I don't want to drive," Susan answered slowly, looking out the window, "The traffic accident scarred me."

Manuel nodded gently-just as he guessed.

"You go back home?" he asked.

"Yeah," she added, "I moved out and live on my own now."

Manuel's hands on the steering wheel clenched more tightly.

"I didn't want to live with dad, so I moved out." Susan said, "And, since we are divorced, I won't intervene in the relationship between your mother and my father." She meant that Manuel's mother and her father could be together freely.

Manuel said nothing. He had no idea whether his mother would choose to be with Susan's father now.

"Where do you live now?" Manuel asked.

"The Jadeite Apartments. On South Coast Road."

"Fine."

All at once, silence fell inside the car. They had nothing to say to each other.

Suddenly, Susan's phone ringing broke the silence. She checked the caller and answered at once, "Henry," She couldn't help glancing at Manuel, who made no reaction. "Finished?"

"Uh-huh, finished. I just left there."

"I'm coming to get you," Henry said at once.

"No, I'm fine. Thank you."

"Sorry, I promised to drive you there, but I got some tricky things. Now I've finished, and I'm coming to take you home, and we can have a meal together."

"No, Henry, I think I'm fine," she smiled gently, "By the way, it's rush hour, don't forget to start for home earlier."

"It's harder to call a taxi at rush hour, yeah?"

"Well, I took Manuel's car."

Henry was stunned for seconds, then he smiled easily, "Then I'll prepare the meal and wait for you."

"Love you, Henry." Susan nodded, "See you later."

"See you."

Susan hung up the phone. The silence went back into the car. Manuel still had no mood swings and just concentrated on driving.

"I got back together with Henry," Susan said with a slight smirk.

"That's good." Manuel nodded. He had employed a course of persevering and despicable artifices, but thankfully, he didn't destroy her happiness after all, which meant that he had not gone terribly wrong. "How about you?" Susan asked abruptly, "Would you like to replace a new girlfriend?"

Manuel didn't answer.

"Had you not been so dull, many women might have loved you," Susan said sincerely.

Manuel just listened without a word.

"Despite my hatred for Martina Sawyer, I can tell she likes you. Given her good exterior and superior background, I think you could consider her." "I will."

"Manuel, there have been so many unhappy circumstances between us-the relationship between our parents, our marriage you contrived, and our unhappy divorce in the end. I hope it is all over today. I hope all the pains and sorrows that connected us have now come to an end. From now on, I will have my happiness, and you can replace someone and get on with living with her. Do not be all alone, Manuel." Manuel glanced at her with his head turning to her and then continued to attend to driving. His voice was as grim as usual, "I know how to live my own life. I am fine on my own, and I don't mind if a woman bursts into my life in the future. What I want to tell you is that I don't want my being alone to be a burden on you. It is not for you, but I don't want to grasp a woman just because of loneliness readily. If I meet someone one day, I will treat her seriously and be with her for a life-long time."

Susan pursed her lips. That was indeed his way. He was a man who didn't want to settle for anything except for the best. She had to admit that his self-discipline was terrific.

"This way?" Manuel drove across a street and asked Susan about the route. In this way, he changed the subject, as he didn't want to talk much with Susan about his sentiments. "Yeah. Turn left on the next crossroad."

"OK."

Then they talked about nothing but the route.

When the car arrived at the gate of the apartments, they found a man already waiting there. Susan opened the door, rushed out, and dropped into the arms of the man desperately, without saying goodbye or thanks to Manuel. Looking at them holding each other tightly, he perceived what love looked like. Being with her was only his wishful thinking-a one-sided wish. However, love is no one-sided affair.