In a Love Nest with the Aloof CEO

Why would someone as wealthy as Tobias care about such a small amount of medical fee? Miranda lay on the bed again. Her reluctance to leave was written all over her face.

One thing Skylar regretted the most was to let Miranda know about her relationship with Tobias. Now her mother regarded her as a money tree.

“I’m the one paying for it, and I don’t have much money to splurge on this. Why are you waiting for Thomas? Are you afraid that he’s not coming back?” Skylar emphasized.

Miranda grimaced at her words. Ever since Ford Group took over Quest Group, Thomas kept procrastinating, reluctant to keep his words.

Every time she questioned when he was coming back, he would ask her to wait a little longer, and that would be another two weeks.

Later, she lectured her daughter. “You’re so silly. It’s normal that a woman spends her boyfriend’s money! Why do you even feel shy about asking him? If you don’t have money, I’ll call and get Tobias to pay for the medical fee.”

“You’re acting as though he’s your son. If you want to pretend to be sick, you can do it at home as well, but not necessarily in the hospital.” Skylar sneered.

Miranda remained adamant about waiting in the hospital. Sometimes, the woman could be as stubborn

much time to spare,

no intention of getting out of the bed and packing her things, she threatened, “I’ll tell the hospital that you’ll pay for the medical fee later, so you can stay here as

Skylar was only trying to scare her. Unexpectedly, a nurse came into her ward in the afternoon to urge her to pay for

bill, she gasped in shock. No wonder Skylar was

dialed Tobias’ number. As a man, he should bear the

having a meeting. He brought his phone into

surprise, her mother called him instead. Ignoring her calls, the man turned off the vibration on his phone and put

screen kept flickering. His

not make a sound during the meeting, watching in trepidation as Tobias strode out of the room with

swiped to answer the call, and Miranda’s voice came from the other side of the phone. “Mr. Ford, please come over to help me out. I’m still admitted to a

replied in a courteous tone. Buttoning up his suit jacket