Chapter 332 Paying for Medical Expenses
After bouncing outta Fiona's office and plopping back at her desk, Susan felt a twinge of regret.
Did she just act on impulse? She didn't even think it through before signing that labor contract. And it was for three freakin' years. She'd have to stick it out at Pioneer Accounting Firm for the whole three years or cough up a penalty worth three years' salary if she bailed early.
But then, Susan thought about it and realized she didn't have many other options. The pay and perks at Pioneer were pretty sweet compared to other places. If she went job hunting, she probably wouldn't find anything better. Plus, she'd have to deal with a one to three-month probation period elsewhere just to get to her current salary level.
She had a family and kids to support now, so she couldn't afford to be picky. As long as she played it smart, she wasn't too worried about Fiona giving her a hard time.
With her mind made up, Susan dove into her work with full-on enthusiasm.
A week later, Seb got outta the hospital.
On Friday evening, Susan showed up at Seb's place.
Seb was living in a standalone villa now, of course in the swankiest community in Maple Valley. According to Mary, it was because with Hayden and Spring, Seb wanted to give the kids more space, so they moved to this villa with front and back gardens.
The villa was nestled among red flowers and green grass, and with the setting sun, it looked like a picture-perfect postcard.
Susan touched the brown paper bag in her purse and then reached out to press the doorbell.
Soon enough, someone came to open the door.
Through the black wrought-iron gate, Susan saw Kathy and couldn't help but frown.
When Kathy opened the door and saw Susan, she was surprised and said, "Mrs. Anderson, what brings you here?"
Seeing Kathy suddenly, Susan was momentarily stunned but not surprised. After all, Kathy had been with the Anderson family for ages. Now that Seb was injured, it made sense to call Kathy back to take care of him.
Kathy had taken care of Susan for a long time, and although Kathy seemed to have aged a bit since they last met, Susan still felt a sense of familiarity.
Susan then smiled and said, "Kathy, just call me Susan from now on."
Susan didn't directly say that she was no longer Mrs. Anderson, but Kathy got the hint.
Kathy hesitated for a moment before smiling and saying, "I'm sorry; I'm just used to calling you that."
"I'm here to pick up Spring," Susan said.
"Come in. Spring is playing with her toys. Mary went to pick up Hayden from school and said they needed to buy some school supplies, so they might be a while," Kathy said as she stepped aside.
Susan nodded and stepped into the garden.
The garden, though not huge, was filled with the sounds of birds and the fragrance of flowers. Living in such an environment was definitely better for Hayden and Spring than being cramped together with her and Isabella. Susan felt a bit down because, as their mom, she couldn't provide a better life for Hayden and Spring.
Feeling down was really something distant for Susan. As a kid, she had felt inferior among her classmates, but she knew she didn't have time to feel down and had to keep going. So her personality had always been one of moving forward bravely.
But after slogging through so many rough patches, Susan was really feeling a bit spooked. Life's grind had worn down her old sharp edges, and she was way more chill and low-key now.
As soon as she stepped into the villa, Kathy bent down and placed a pair of fancy women's slippers in front of her.
Seeing the floor ahead, which was so clean it practically sparkled, Susan slipped into the slippers and followed Kathy through a big foyer into the living room.
The spacious living room was decked out with non-slip mats, and the edges of the TV cabinet and coffee table were lined with soft rubber, showing how much the owner cared about keeping the kids from bumping their heads and getting hurt.
The place was packed with all kinds of toys: a small slide, a trampoline, plush toys, building blocks, robots, dolls, whatever you could imagine. It was like walking into the toy section of a department store.
Spring was rocking a pink princess dress, with cute little braids, sitting in front of the slide and playing with a doll.
Spring was so into her playtime that she didn't even notice Susan had arrived.
Seeing Spring being so well taken care of, Susan's lips curled into a satisfied smile. But there was also a tinge of sadness in her heart because she knew she couldn't give Spring this kind of life herself.
Just then, Susan heard faint footsteps behind her.
She turned around and saw Seb coming out from the bedroom, leaning on a crutch.
Susan's eyes instinctively went to Seb's leg, still wrapped in bandages. Seeing him struggle to move, she wanted to rush over and help, worried he might fall.
But Kathy quickly ran to Seb's side. While helping him to the sofa, she playfully scolded him, "Mr. Anderson, why'd you get up by yourself? Your wound hasn't healed yet. If it opens up again, it'll be a mess!"
Even though Seb was slowly making his way to the sofa with Kathy's help, his eyes were locked on Susan.
Susan felt a heavy heart because she really didn't know how to face him.
To be honest, seeing Seb like this made her feel sad, but she kept her emotions in check.
After Seb sat on the sofa, Susan moved a few steps towards the coffee table, and the vibe suddenly got a bit tense.
Seeing this, Kathy quickly said, "I'll go make some coffee for Ms. Wilson." With that, she dashed into the kitchen.
Susan knew Kathy was giving her and Seb some space to talk, but what did she and Seb have to chat about besides the kids?
Then, Susan remembered why she was there. She reached into her purse and pulled out a brown paper envelope.
When Seb saw the envelope in her hand, he couldn't help but frown.
Susan placed the brown paper envelope on the coffee table and said, "I went to the hospital and asked. They said your medical expenses this time, after reimbursement, totaled fourteen thousand dollars. You know my current financial situation, so I can only cover your medical expenses. I can't afford anything else!"
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