Chapter 652: The Hearts of Parents
Chapter 652: Chapter 652: The Hearts of Parents
By the time Julian Caldwell arrived at the hospital, Sheldon Caldwell had already treated Winter Sullivan’s wound and completed her admission paperwork. Winter hadn’t wanted to be hospitalized, thinking it was just a minor injury and no big deal.
However, the hospital director knew how important she was. With all the vital information she held in her head, he couldn’t afford to be careless. Even though the preliminary diagnosis was only a mild concussion, he insisted she be hospitalized and ordered a full physical examination, just to be safe.
Winter Sullivan was in a private room on the top floor. When Julian Caldwell entered, she was resting in bed, her face pale.
Julian Caldwell frowned when he saw her like this. He sat down beside her and asked, "What happened?"
Winter Sullivan let out a long sigh. "Susan is such a disappointment."
Sheldon Caldwell wasn’t there; the attending physician had just called him away to get some paperwork.
Julian Caldwell didn’t know that Winter’s injury was the result of Susan pushing her into the corner of a table, and Winter, by nature, was not the type to tell on someone.
Most importantly, Susan was her daughter. Discovering what Susan had done today left her not only disappointed but also with a profound sense of failure. She felt she hadn’t raised Susan properly, leading her to become the person she was today.
She had been overwrought earlier, but after getting injured, fainting, and waking up, she had surprisingly calmed down.
Julian Caldwell assumed she had accidentally hurt herself, so he didn’t press for details. "Susan is actually quite measured most of the time," he said. "She’s just a bit too competitive. Don’t hold it against her."
"I used to think the same way you do," Winter said quietly. "But now I see that she’s not like that at all. If Vera Xavier hadn’t told me the truth, I’m afraid I’d still be completely in the dark."
She paused, then sighed deeply. "She has disappointed me so, so much. Her character is utterly rotten."
Julian Caldwell was displeased to hear this. In his mind, Susan had always been an outstanding and well-behaved girl. Even today, after Winter—provoked by someone else—had struck Susan, Susan hadn’t said a word. Instead, she had gone straight back to school, afraid of angering her mother further.
So, he said in a low voice, "We know our own daughter best. You can’t just get angry with Susan because of a few words from an outsider. Besides, she’s a grown woman now. How could you slap her?"
Winter’s temper flared at his words. She whipped her head around to glare at him. "You think you know what Susan is like? Yes, she’s a good, sensible girl in front of us, but do you have any idea what she does behind our backs? She’s nothing like what you imagine!"
Julian knew Winter’s temper; she had a fiery personality at her core. Seeing her like this, he frowned slightly. She was still sick, and he didn’t want to anger her. Yet, he had already come to a conclusion in his own mind: ’Winter has really been manipulated by that girl, Vera Xavier.’
So, he resorted to placating her. "Yes, yes, you’re right. It’s all Susan’s fault. She shouldn’t have made you angry."
Hearing him say that, Winter’s anger subsided a bit. Believing he now understood the full story, she closed her eyes and said softly, "You do nothing but dote on her. You’ve nearly spoiled her rotten!"