The Great Medical Saint (Matthew)

Chapter 822

Gunnar held onto the pink leash and slowly pulled Marilyn closer. "Don't worry about him. I'm going to show you something fun today."

Kneeling in front of Gunnar, Marily stuck out her butt and slowly raised her chin. With her mouth open, she stared at him with a smoldering gaze. "Gunnar, please. Give it to me."

The phone started ringing again.

Gunnar furrowed his brows. "Pick up the phone."

Marilyn parted her lips and panted heavily. "Ignore him for now. Let's have some fun. I'll send a quick text later saying I was busy. Hurry up."

But the phone kept ringing.

Gunnar remarked in annoyance, "This is totally ruining the moment."

Marilyn huffed as she stood up. "What a mood killer. Can't he call at another time? Seriously, he must have nothing better to do."

After getting up, she walked over to the phone. Her heels clicked loudly on the floor, each step dripping with frustration.

the call and snapped, "What now? I'm really busy with work, so don't call me unless

was already upset, and Marilyn's attitude only made it worse. "Is your work more important than Jay,

Tony's voice. "Y-You're better

again, "I just want

supposed to get by if I don't

yet Marilyn still said

Are you coming back to take care of his

taken aback and shook her head. "I spoke to Dad just a month ago, and he was

fury right then and there. "Would I actually lie about Jay's death, Marilyn? Jay raised you, and now, he's gone. Are you seriously not coming back to handle his body? Do you even

long pause, she said, "Dad has lived a long life. If he's gone, it would be

Marilyn ask Tony to calm

lips quivering. He made a raspy noise from his throat

spending on himself to raise Marilyn. After he passed away, she wasn't grieving and even told Tony not to get too worked up. If they weren't on the phone, Tony would have gone

was far away and his words meant nothing, so he had only one plan in mind. "Come back

in one hand, Marilyn fiddled with the pink ribbon draped across her chest. "I'm the daughter. Even if

Jay is dead. Don't you hear me? Your father

shouting, Marilyn held the phone inches away from