Chapter 202 Thoughtful Care
The next morning, George picked Susan up from the hospital.
When Susan stepped into George's home, she was blown away.
George's place was in the swanky Maple Valley, the fanciest neighborhood in town.
The three-bedroom house was huge, with a cozy modern living room, a spacious master bedroom, a decent-sized second bedroom, and a study.
One wall of the study was packed with bookshelves, making it feel like a mini-library.
"So, what do you think? Like it?" George asked as Susan wandered around.
"A top lawyer's home is definitely different—simple, clean, and intellectual," Susan said with a smile.
"I have a housekeeper who cleans; I don't have time," George said, handing her a cup of hot milk.
Susan looked at the warm milk and felt touched.
George laughed, "My housekeeper is great. The house always has fresh milk and fruit."
Susan noticed the fruit platter and the vase of lilies. She knew these touches weren't just the housekeeper's doing.
Seeing her glance at the lilies, George quickly said, "These lilies are unscented. I know you can't handle strong smells right now."
"Thank you, you're so thoughtful," Susan said sincerely.
"You keep saying that. It's getting old," George joked, winking at her. "Come on, let's check out your room."
George led Susan to the master bedroom.
The bed was modern and comfy. The sheets, pillowcases, and bedding were all brand new, and even the tissues and water cup had cartoon designs.
"These cartoons should cheer you up, and a good mood is good for the baby," George said with a grin.
Seeing all George had done, Susan frowned slightly. "You're the host, and I'm just a guest. I shouldn't stay in the master bedroom. I'll take the second bedroom."
She knew her place as a guest.
As she turned to leave, George quickly blocked her.
Susan looked up at him, and George explained, "You're pregnant and a light sleeper. The second bedroom is next to the study, and I'm usually in there until midnight. I don't want to disturb you."
Susan frowned.
George continued, "The housekeeper already moved my stuff to the second bedroom. Moving it back would be a pain. Just stay here, okay?"
Seeing George's anxious look, Susan knew insisting would be rude. So she nodded. "Alright, I'll stay here then."
After moving in, Susan settled in to rest.
George left early and came back late every day, giving Susan plenty of space.
George's housekeeper, Serenity Kelly, came by daily to clean and cook, and her meals were amazing. Susan was really grateful to George for helping her through such a tough time.
Gradually, Susan started feeling much better.
One day, while Serenity was cooking lunch, Susan began tidying up the living room. She'd been there for a few days and felt bad just eating and doing nothing.
But when Serenity saw Susan sweeping, she rushed over, snatching the broom from her. "Ms. Wilson, you shouldn't be doing any work! Sit down, please!"
Under Serenity's insistence, Susan had no choice but to sit on the sofa.
"Serenity, I'm fine. I can handle light chores," Susan said, thinking Serenity was being overly cautious.
Serenity, holding the broom, said nervously, "No way. Mr. Anderson specifically told me not to let you do any work. He said you need to rest for the pregnancy, and I can't mess this up!"
"He's exaggerating," Susan laughed, trying to stand up.
But Serenity pulled her back onto the sofa. "Ms. Wilson, Mr. Anderson pays my salary, and I have to listen to him. He entrusted you to me, and I have to take good care of you. No work for you!"
Seeing Serenity's firm stance, Susan had no choice but to stay seated. "Alright, I'll just sit here."
"That's better," Serenity said with a smile, nodding before running back to the kitchen. She soon returned with a bowl of vegetables.
Susan watched as Serenity sat in front of her, prepping the vegetables while keeping an eye on her. She couldn't help but feel a bit overwhelmed.
Where did George find this housekeeper? Although she was efficient, she was also very stubborn. No matter what George said, Serenity followed his instructions to the letter, sometimes leaving Susan both amused and exasperated.
"Ms. Wilson, you are so lucky!" Serenity suddenly exclaimed.
"Why do you say that?" Susan asked with a smile.
From a young age, Catherine and James divorced, leaving her in a poor family. Growing up, she became estranged from James, and Seb broke her heart. Her first child died shortly after birth, and now she was almost enemies with Dorothy. She was about to become a single mother, and apart from having a CPA certificate, she felt like a failure in every aspect.
Serenity shared her perspective. "Mr. Anderson is so good to you. He caters to your every need. Now that you're pregnant, he's so worried. He even personally changes your sheets and bedding and gets up early every day to go to the farmer's market to buy fresh produce. I asked him why he didn't just go to the supermarket, as getting up so early is tiring. Do you know what he said? He said the farmer's market's produce is fresher!"
Hearing this, Susan was stunned.
She had thought the fresh vegetables and fruits in the fridge were bought by Serenity, but it turned out George was getting up early to buy them himself.
"Getting up at five every morning to buy fresh produce, working so hard—where else can you find a man like that? Don't you think you're lucky to have found him?" Serenity said, admiringly.