Chapter 438: Henry's Soup

Hannah left; Susan didn't see her out. Passing the living room, she saw Edward watching television.

"Hannah, won't you stay a little longer in the garden? I'll have the servant make you more tea," he offered.

"No, thank you, Edward. It's late, and I must go."

"Let me walk you out."

"No, it's fine. My driver is waiting," Hannah quickly replied. "Edward, I need to talk to you."

"Now?"

"Is that alright?"

"Of course. Sit down, Hannah."

Hannah sat close to Edward on the sofa.

"Edward, Susan should be back to normal within a week after her operation. She's strong, and with good nutrition and a positive attitude, she doesn't need extended rest." Hannah stated bluntly.

"Hannah, you mean I should get her back to work?"

"Exactly," Hannah nodded. She found Edward easier to speak with than Susan.

"That's what I've been thinking. Staying home is unhealthy for her."

"We agree on that. Now, about Susan and Manuel's marriage. It seems divorce is inevitable."

Edward sighed. "I know. I like Manuel, not because of Justine. I've known him since he was a boy; he's kind and sensitive. Susan was lucky to marry him. They've been through so much. But now..."

His disappointment was evident.

"I'll try persuading Susan again, but I failed earlier. Manuel always knew Susan liked Henry. His efforts have been fruitless, and he's probably lost confidence."

"I'd feel the same," Edward empathized. "I learned she was in the accident trying to see Henry. If I were Manuel, I couldn't accept my wife disregarding everything to see another man, especially leading to the loss of their baby. I understand him."

"Their marriage is doomed," Hannah concluded. "If they divorce and Susan gets back with Henry, I hope you'll bless them and not obstruct them too much. Further opposition might only fuel resentment."

"You mean Susan's resentment?" Edward asked, then answered himself. "She still hasn't forgiven me for what happened to her mother. If she wants Henry, I have no choice but to approve."

But Hannah worried about Henry's resentment. His hatred for Edward ran deep, and she didn't want to provoke his ultimate revenge. She hoped he would eventually let it go for Susan's sake.

"That's all. It's late; I'm leaving."

Ultimately, Susan's marriage was her own decision, Hannah reflected.

Hannah drove home, eager for bed.

As she left, a man emerged from a shadowy corner, watching her car until the taillights vanished. Henry sneered.

Martina had worked hard to secure Manuel. She'd anticipated Hannah's visit and had Henry display kindness to Susan, preventing any change of heart.

Henry called Susan.

"Hi, Henry," Susan answered promptly.

"Are you home?"

"Yes. What's wrong?"

"Come to the door; I'm waiting," Henry said.

Susan hesitated; seeing him now made her nervous. It felt inappropriate before her divorce. Yet, she went to meet him.

At the door, she found Henry holding a thermos. His smile reassured her of his care and eagerness to see her. She felt she'd made the right choice.

"Are you out of the hospital?" Susan asked anxiously.

"The doctor said it was nothing serious. I was discharged today."

"That's good. But you need more rest."

"I know," Henry smiled gently. "I made you some soup."

Susan frowned. No one had ever made her soup before.

"The doctor recommended fish, but I know you dislike the smell. So I made a special fish soup with a very light fish smell. You won't hate it," he said expectantly. "It took four hours. You won't refuse, right?"

Susan's nose tingled. Henry had come in the middle of the night, knowing her dislike of fish, and spent four hours making soup, fresh from the hospital.

"Henry, why are you so kind? You've always been good to me. I have a bad temper. Why are you so indulgent?" Tears welled in her eyes.

Henry chuckled, gently touching her hair. "Silly, it's because I love you. I love you so much, I want to do everything for you."

Overwhelmed, Susan believed Henry was the best man in the world.