Peter couldn't stand it any longer and reached out to take the bags. "Forget it. Let me help you with that. Susan, since when did you become a germaphobe? I wasn't aware of it."
Susan said, "Peter, how much do you know about my matters? You simply don't care about me!"
Peter frowned at her retort. "Is that so?"
Susan feigned anger. "Yes, I've always been a germaphobe. It's just that you're usually careless and never noticed. Remember that, okay? We're almost at the bridal shop! Let's hurry up!"
She dragged Peter along.
Jenkins watched the two of them, fuming internally.
Her eyes suddenly lit up, and she took a step forward. "Excuse me, Miss Simpson!"
Susan and Peter stopped and looked at her.
Susan frowned. "What's up?"
Jenkins said, "I suddenly need to use the restroom urgently. Could you hold these items for a moment?"
As she spoke, she handed over the items she was carrying to Susan.
