Jay's attractive features darkened further.

"People, I want these flowers thrown out." Jay's tone was sinister.

Suddenly hearing Jay's voice, Rose shot up in shock.

A few handsome-looking men in black suits and sunglasses flooded the room and quickly cleared away the roses fluidly, leaving nothing behind.

Rooted in place, tears threatened to fall from Rose's eyes from how wronged she felt.

Jay stared at her, fuming. "Don't you know some patients could be allergic to flowers?"

Rose opened her mouth but remained silent.

Why was he picking on her? He was well aware her grandfather was not allergic.

"Yes, Sir. I understand. It won't happen again," Rose said, whimpering.

Seeing as he had once again brought her to tears, Jay felt the flames of frustration lick in his chest.

"Who sent them?" he asked coldly.

"A friend," Rose replied.

"Boyfriend?"

nodded nor

a girl, Josie went through the trouble of cross-dressing to play the role

to mention, this was hardly the time to reveal Josie's

silence as

yet without an outlet for anger, he turned to ask the

courteously handed him a cigar and lit it with a

took a long drag before exhaling

man before her. 'Didn't he say he's quit

What a liar.

Rose reached out to point at

exited the room. He reeked of tobacco when

could not help the coughs that bubbled

backward, giving her

him. "I get that you might be unhappy, Mr. President, but that's not a valid reason to act

controlled his

could she call herself

and gifts, so why can't mine?"

rooms have just

pouted. "The hospital has no rules against how many flowers patients are allowed to

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