Chapter 311: Chapter 311

Susan Wilde couldn’t tell if Simon Rhodes’ thought process was different from most people’s, or if there was something wrong with her own thinking. Their perspectives seemed to be on completely different levels.

She couldn’t understand his actions, but she felt there was no way to refute the logic behind his words either.

She had told him several times not to do these things anymore, but while he verbally agreed, his actions went the opposite way.

Faced with this man who had no reason to be scolded and yet couldn’t be chased away, Susan really didn’t know how to handle it.

"How old are you this year?" Susan asked, trying to persuade him with words to give up his pursuit of her.

He answered openly: "Thirty-three."

Susan replied: "I just turned twenty-four, you’re almost ten years older than me, do you think we suit each other?"

"Are you saying you think I’m old?"

"Not exactly, age is a secondary issue. Have you thought about the fact that even if I divorce Shawn Rhodes, what would it be like if I were with you afterward? Wouldn’t that be considered a family scandal? It would definitely have a major impact on The Rhodes Group, and be bad for both of our reputations, plus..."

"I’ve told you that I don’t care about these things. I’ve already considered all factors, you don’t need to have so many concerns."

Susan was momentarily speechless; Simon Rhodes always gave off an impression of maturity and stability. Why did his words now sound like those of a rich second-generation who accomplishes nothing and ruins everything, indulgent and reckless, a spendthrift who wants beauty over the world?

"Alright, even if you can ignore these things, the most important fact is that I don’t like you. I feel it’s fine to take you as a friend, an elder brother, or even someone senior, but to talk about living as husband and wife for a lifetime, I feel I cannot accept that."

Susan felt her words had been straightforward enough; a man with a bit of pride would have already turned and left, yet he showed no signs of displeasure due to her words and said, "That’s why I’m trying to make you like me."

"Are you so sure that I will definitely like you?"

He shook his head and said, "I’m not sure, but as long as I make my effort, that’s enough."

Susan suddenly had some admiration for Simon Rhodes’ view on love. Before she was involved with Owen Bellamy, other boys had pursued her. Generally, if she rejected them once, they wouldn’t appear again. Owen was relatively persistent, which gradually moved her, but she didn’t expect his persistence wasn’t out of genuine affection, but rather grabbing benefits from her.

Thinking about this, Susan also considered the same possibility for Simon Rhodes. She sipped on her juice through a straw and said to him, "Shawn never discusses work matters with me. If you’re trying to get close and ask about something, it’s really unnecessary to waste your time."

He suddenly chuckled, and his smile was somewhat charming, causing Susan to lose her senses for a moment.

"If you talk about asking for something, it should be more reliable to say Shawn sent you here to seduce me and steal some secret from me. I have nothing to gain from him." After saying this, he looked at her and added, "Except for you."

Susan suddenly blushed, biting down on her straw and not daring to look up and meet his eyes.

The dishes they ordered were brought to the table. Susan only ordered two dishes while he ordered enough to fill the table, and most of them were dishes she liked.

"I can eat it all by myself, just take what you like."

Susan glanced at him, unceremoniously extending her chopsticks toward the plate in front of him, and while eating his food, she criticized him, "You knew you couldn’t finish it, yet you still ordered so much."

He laughed and said, "Because I didn’t know what you liked, so I ordered a few more to try my luck."

Susan paused her chewing, lowered her head to eat without saying anything more.

"I can cook myself too. If there’s a chance, you can try some at my place."

"I don’t believe you haven’t had a girlfriend before." A master of flirtation in their own humble way, with such charm at thirty-something and never having been in love, Susan was somewhat skeptical.

Hearing Susan’s doubt, Simon Rhodes said: "Only had two dating prospects, set up by Grandpa, but formally pursuing a girl, only you."

Susan put down her chopsticks, took a napkin to wipe her mouth, and said, "Think about it, you’re already thirty-three, if you spend years waiting on me, you’ll be nearly forty. I may not marry you, but at your current age, you could find an excellent girl who’s a perfect match for you. By the time you’re older, it surely impacts you."

"By that logic, when I’m forty, you’ll be almost thirty, also not easy to marry, right? Maybe then you’ll settle for me too."

She felt there was no more she could do to persuade him with words. Perhaps now he was still fascinated by her, but as time passes, even the most intense passion could be gradually extinguished.

After all, how many people can endure repeated rejections and fruitless efforts? Let him be, she doesn’t believe he can maintain this mindset and pursue her for too long, and she also doesn’t want him to waste time on her.

Susan originally intended to shop outside in the afternoon but didn’t want Simon Rhodes to keep following her, so she returned to the hotel after dinner.

She was worried that if she was seen by Shawn Rhodes while shopping with Simon, then she would be in trouble again.

She knew very well that with someone like Shawn Rhodes, there’s no point in reasoning; typical of those who allow themselves to do whatever while preventing others from doing the same, he can flirt around with Laura while she must remain loyal to him.

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To avoid further physical or emotional suffering in this marriage, she decided to behave and not stir up any trouble.

It rained the next day, and Susan spent the morning nestled in the hotel reading. The rain stopped after one in the afternoon, and she felt hungry, eyeing the refreshing city after the rain as she changed her clothes and went out.

Missing the cuisine from yesterday’s Chinese restaurant, she headed straight in that direction.

Once inside the restaurant, she reflexively glanced around, worried that Simon Rhodes would follow her again.

It’s also her overthinking it; Simon Rhodes was here for business, not to follow her around every day.

The restaurant had a steady stream of patrons; never overly bustling, it didn’t feel deserted either. Sitting by the window, looking at the view outside while eating her favorite dish.

While dining, the rain started up again. People on the street quickly took shelter under awnings, and it seemed that the rain wouldn’t stop anytime soon.