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?"

nor

the trouble

to mention, this was hardly

silence as a

without an outlet for anger, he turned to ask the bodyguard beside him, "I need a

response, the bodyguard courteously handed him a

took a long drag before

at the man before her. 'Didn't

What a liar.

rooms, Mr. President." Rose reached out to point at the 'no

He reeked of tobacco when he returned after God knew how many

could

a step backward, giving her more room to

President, but that's not a valid reason to act out on the innocent." Hearing her, his expression froze.

the button that controlled his emotions. Whether he was happy or not depended

could she call

are allowed to receive flowers and gifts, so why

hospital rooms have just as many flowers as

hospital has no rules against how many flowers patients are

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