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 shook

girl, Josie went through the trouble

this was hardly the time to reveal

her silence as

for anger, he turned to ask

him a cigar and lit it with

took a long drag before

dazedly at the man before her. 'Didn't he say

What a liar.

in hospital rooms, Mr. President." Rose reached out to point at the 'no smoking' sign

such, Jay exited the room. He reeked of tobacco when he returned after God

sensitive respiratory tract, Rose could not help the coughs that bubbled

a step backward, giving her

President, but that's not a valid reason to act out on

as well be the button that controlled his emotions. Whether he was happy or not

she call herself

are allowed to receive flowers and gifts, so why can't mine?"

"Do other hospital rooms have just as many flowers as

"The hospital has no rules against how

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