Chapter 278

At the Landor’s house.

Susan was allowed to leave the hospital.

Ben carried her back home and carefully placed her on the bed.

Just as Ben put her down, Penelope came in with a bowl of soup in her hands.

“Susan, come, have some. The physician said you can start drinking soup now. You need to replenish the blood you lost as soon as possible,” Penelope said.

Ben personally held the soup and fed it to Susan spoon by spoon.

After she finished one bowl, Penelope immediately brought another.

Susan drank three bowls of soup in a row before finding an opportunity to speak.

Seeing that Ben was about to feed her again, she quickly said, “I’m full, really.”

“Just this little bit? That won’t do,” Penelope said, full of worry.

Ben nodded in agreement, saying, “You should drink some more.”

Susan was at a loss for words.

Penelope and Ben were unexpectedly on the same side, and they had such a good mutual understanding.

This was truly a rare sight for her.

Susan had no choice but to be fed another bowl, and only then did Penelope finally take the bowl away satisfactorily.

“When did you join forces with Penelope?” Susan couldn’t help but ask.

Ben raised an eyebrow. “Whatever you say, you have to drink nutrition soup every day from now on.”

Since Penelope broke free from Leo, she had become much more normal and devoted herself to accompanying his grandfather, showing great care for Susan as well.

In this case, Ben felt that he didn’t have to maintain the tense relationship they had before.

Susan stuck out her tongue. “How do you know? I don’t want to drink soup anymore! That soup has so many medicines, it’s really bitter.”

Ben chuckled and touched her hair gently, then said softly, “Susan, I know you don’t like the taste of blood- replenishing medicine. But during this period, you can’t be willful. Even if you don’t like it, you still need to drink more.”

Susan thought of the bitter soup and felt uneasy.

But she wasn’t ungrateful. After feeling down for a while, she obediently nodded.

“Good girl.” Ben touched her head and then put a piece of candy into her mouth.

The sweet taste washed away the bitterness, and Susan’s eyes lit up as she squinted, enjoying the sweetness Ben brought to her.

Ben couldn’t help but look at her indulgently.

After eating a candy, the bitterness in her mouth disappeared.

Susan looked at Ben, and her heart softened.

In the past, she had been eating these bitter medicines year after year.

But everyone told her that she had to eat them.

If she didn’t eat them, her blood wouldn’t be enough, and it would delay Yana’s condition, and she would be a forever guilty person.

So, in order to avoid being this forever guilty person, she obediently drank all the medicine every time.

She also hated the bitterness.

She didn’t like always eating the same few things.

But she couldn’t say it.

Because she knew that if she said it, besides inviting a round of curses, there would be no other results.

She was naive back then.

She always thought that she should be considerate to her sick sister, even though her parents always ignored her.

But she thought that as long as she was obedient enough, her parents would eventually give her a caring look.

However, the result was known to everyone.

She was obedient.

They took everything she had done for them for granted.

She rebelled.

They treated her as an enemy.

Before, Carl was just helping others to frame her.

This time, he even took matters into his own hands and tried to harm her.

As Susan thought about it, her mood couldn’t help but sink.

Ben faintly sensed something and didn’t say anything. He simply held Susan’s hand quietly.

The warmth in his palm seemed to emit a light, illuminating her past life.

Susan looked up at him and smiled.

Whatever happened in the past, now, she had finally met someone she could act spoiled and say that soup was too bitter to drink.

She had finally met someone who would feed her candy and patiently coax her. That was enough.

Ben held Susan’s hand and whispered, “The evidence against Carl is very solid. He will most likely spend the rest of his life in prison.”

“I know.” Susan nodded.

She felt somewhat surprised by her own mindset.

Upon hearing the news about Carl, she didn’t feel happy, but she wasn’t discouraged, either.

It was as if he was a complete stranger.

Ben rubbed her hair. “Have you ever thought about why Carl was so eager to target you?”

Susan furrowed her brows and couldn’t come up with a reason, so she honestly shook her head.

Ben’s gaze narrowed slightly, and then he calmly said, “According to Carl, you are their biological daughter, and Yana is just someone they picked up. Do you think their actions over the years are reasonable under this premise?”

Susan was stunned.

She recalled everything she had experienced.

Silence fell.

She was their biological daughter but was trampled upon.

Yana was picked up one but received complete love and favor.

Should she say that Carl and Jane truly had boundless love?

Susan hadn’t thought deeply about these things before.

But Ben suddenly brought it up.

Susan couldn’t help but glance at him. “What do you mean?”

Ben said firmly, “I suspect that Yana’s identity is a complete fraud.”

Susan furrowed her brows. “Are you saying that Yana is a fake? If she isn’t the princess of Tonico at all, then who would be? How could Carl and Jane have the token of the Nicholas family?”

Susan started thinking, and her serious expression was quite cute.

Ben couldn’t help but pinch her nose. “Keep thinking!”

“Don’t pinch my nose. It might be flattened,” Susan complained and continued to ponder.

Carl and Jane had the token of the Nicholas family.

They could also state the time and place of the baby’s birth.

They had completely different attitudes towards her and Yana.

A bolt of lightning–flashed in her mind.

Susan suddenly looked up and looked at Ben. “Do you suspect…”

Ben nodded without hesitation, saying, “Anyone with basic thinking abilities would have such suspicions. And there’s one thing you might not know. Eason, Alexander’s son, is the only prince of Tonico.”

Susan didn’t know what to say.

She felt a bit bewildered.

According to Ben’s inference, the true princess of Tonico was her.

“Susan,” Ben said seriously, “I’m telling you all this today to ask you a question. If you were the princess of Tonico, would you want to acknowledge them? Do you want to expose Yana? Personally, I think the possibility of you being the princess of Tonico is very high.”

Ben presented the options to Susan.

This was Susan’s matter, and only Susan herself could make the choice.

Susan pressed her lips, her expression slightly complicated.

She thought, “Ben says that I’m the princess of Tonico?

Yana has actually stolen my identity?”

But listening to Ben’s speculation, Susan found that her heart didn’t have much of a fluctuation.

Whether she was the princess of Tonico or not, her life wouldn’t change.

She was already the happiest now.

Even if she really was a princess, so what?

Being a princess was not necessarily happier than being Ben’s wife.