Yerick was being discharged today, and Rosalie had been bustling around early in the morning to take care of all the paperwork and arrangements for him. Rosalie walked Yerick to the hospital entrance. Though he was being discharged, he still needed time to recover and would require someone to look after him. She had already covered the cost of a caregiver to assist him until he was fully healed.

At the hospital entrance, the car Rosalie had arranged was waiting. She released the wheelchair and moved to stand in front of Yerick.

"Yerry, Chloe will take you home for now. She'll be there to take care of you, so don't worry."

"Rose, thanks so much. I promise I'll pay you back."

"There's no rush. Just focus on recovering. Don't think about the rest for now."

"Thanks, you're so nice to me," Yerick said, his eyes brimming with tears; he looked as if he might start crying.

"Come on, Yerry. Don't cry, or I'll have to punch you," Rosalie said, patting him gently on the head. "You need to focus on getting better."

Yerick nodded vigorously. "Yes, I understand. I'll work hard. Once I start earning money, I'll buy you a big house. I won't hire a servant; I'll take care of you myself. I'll help you get dressed, bring you water, make your bed, and-"

"Alright, alright," Rosalie interrupted, "you're getting carried away."

serious," Yerick insisted earnestly. "I really want to buy

smiled helplessly. "Alright, then. I'll wait for you to buy me that big

determination. "Okay, I'll

off, Rosalie

ask, "Is that the girl you told me

Yerick confirmed with

something. "Do you have feelings for

they weren't just

his lips, whispering conspiratorially, "Shh, keep it

"Got it. But I heard her

"Yes," Yerick said, sounding

all the time. It's so frustrating. With all his

rather endearing. "It seems like shes quite popular. I think I saw her talking to another man in the hospital O before-things seemed pretty

face darkened immediately. "That's her ex-husband. He's

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