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 shook

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

this was hardly

took her silence

for anger, he turned to ask the

bodyguard courteously handed him a

before exhaling a round puff of

the man before her. 'Didn't he

What a liar.

out to point at the 'no

exited the room. He reeked of tobacco when he returned after God knew how

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

step backward, giving

President, but that's not a valid reason

controlled his emotions. Whether

could she call herself

allowed to receive flowers and gifts, so why can't mine?" Rose tried to reason

rooms have just as

pouted. "The hospital has no rules against how

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