Chapter 1167
When Love Comes Late
Clutching his hand, she urged, âPlease wake up.
Evelyn left something for you.
â
Remembering the day she was arranging Bennyâs transfer, she stumbled upon a letter in the villa.
It was slightly yellowed but neatly sealed.
Flossie suspected Benny never knew about this letter.
She watched him, her eyes reflecting a mix of emotions.
A few days later, Neville had successfully undergone his surgery.
In his hospital room, the doctor checked him over.
âYour recovery is looking good, and youâll be able to go home.
Youâll need to use crutches, though, and weâre still waiting on some final test results.
â
Neville was itching to leave.
He wanted to meet Miley and tell her everything face-to-face.
As soon as the doctor left, Neville quickly got his discharge sorted out.
But as he was leaving the hospital, he unexpectedly ran into Susie at the entrance.
He looked at her with a mix of surprise and annoyance.
âWhat are you doing here?â he asked, a bit sharply.
Before Susie could answer, a crowd of reporters swarmed around them.
They were weighed down with their cameras and microphones, making it hard for Neville, with his crutches, to move.
In the chaos, Susie got pushed up close to him.
The reporters, waving their microphones, started firing off questions at Neville.
âMr.
Pierce, is there some juicy story between you and Miss Blakely?â
âDid she come to pick you up today?â
âWe heard about your heroic act to save her.
Has that brought you two closer?â
Surrounded by the reporters, Neville looked increasingly frustrated and angry.
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Just as he was about to snap, Susie stepped in front of the cameras with a calm smile.
âThis is a private matter for Neville and me.
Weâd like to keep it that way and ask you not to make any assumptions.
Please, let us pass.
â
After she finished talking, she shot Neville a wink and urged him to hurry up, gripping his arm tightly.
Neville was puzzled by Susieâs actions and eager to get away from the reporters as fast as he could.
Remembering the warning his dad gave him a few days ago, he didnât want to argue with Susie in front of the media.
So, even though he wasnât keen on it, he got into the car with her.
Once they were in the car, Neville pushed Susieâs hand away and said coldly, âThanks for the help.
But I think Iâve already told you.
From now on, I want us to keep our distance.
Just drop me off later.
â