The Wrong Woman

Chapter 1080

In the hospital ward, Gregory had been asleep for over an hour when the nurse woke him to change his medication.

After the change, Carol peeled an orange for him to eat. They shared the segments, chatting idly.

*Imogen really picked a good husband. Even these oranges he bought are unusually sweet, Carol said, marveling at the oranges.

Gregory glanced at the orange and said, "They must be expensive."

"Yes, they're sold by the piece in big supermarkets. Also, they're more expensive than beef and lamb," Carol said before eating another sweet segment.

Gregory pondered for a moment. Then he curiously asked, "Someone ruined our house's floor. Do you think Jasper would help us repair it?'

Carol shot him a look and replied, "Listen, don't burden Imogen with this. Don't even bring it up."

"Why would it burden Imogen? With Jasper's wealth, this is nothing."

"Enough," Carol snapped. "That's his business. No matter how poor we are, we shouldn't ask for what isn't ours."

stubborn, always clinging to

influence. Imogen is hardly a match for them. We should

scoffed at her. "Just because she married into a wealthy family, does

will support us financially, but it should come from her alone. We should try not to trouble Jasper's family unnecessarily, so that

her words. Ignoring his injuries, he argued, "Why can't Jasper

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with a little support from him, we wouldn't have to suffer for the rest of our life," Gregory said angrily, slapping his injured foot. "I'm disabled, and now I'm injured. I

with me supporting you? When we have money, we can

"Besides, which wealthy person likes poor relatives? It's not that they're just

"So?" Gregory asked angrily.

Gregory just couldn't get it. "His father is a defense

has her beauty, and we have nothing to offer them. Not only do we lack education, we are also poor and have disabilities, so we'll embarrass them. Wouldn't

ashamed of my disability and poverty? You're also ashamed that you're old and uneducated, and this

wiped her tears. Gritting her teeth, she angrily retorted, "I do feel

don't

do you know they don't mind? Did you camp under their

hag, you're getting out of