Chapter 117
While Marsha‘ wasn’t the most severe hear durour case the
ent had seen, (i was still heart disease nonetheless. This young woman didn’t prioritize her health as she should
Marsha shed, am angry glare at Charles. No matter how she stred him up, Charles seemed che was asking for trouble
Charles feared her angri might cause her harm. With a sigh, he remarked, “If you’ve discharged and something happens again, you’ll just have inzetu
Get it yourself.—
Though his worch were logical, they didn’t sit well with her the pointed to the bag by her bedside. “Your phone is in my bag Get
i had initially stayed back to return his phone. She badi’t anticipated she’d end up in the hospital bersel
Charles hesitated, his eyes renting on, Starsha
So, rather than being outside the operating room to complain, Maisha had been there to return his phone?
At the time, he had been
such that he hadn’t considered his phone at all.
Lanes, after Marsha’s recovery, he sent someone to such for it, but nothing was found in the outpatient department corridor.
dithar someone olur had taken his phone, so he was surprised to find our Marsha had kept it for him
The tele a bet winward as he glanced at Marsha, ivalizing he had completely minderstood his
When Chacles just stood there, Marsha shot him a sharp loot. “What? Do you expect to fetch it for you?”
www.Charles was looking at her gave Marsha the creeps
regained his composure and pave Marsha a nonchalant look “No, that’s not necessary”
In return to the hospital ”
- tumed, picked up the bag and handed it over to Martha, which caught her off guard. Despite telling him to get it himself, she ha’t expected him to understand the situation so well.
( the big, retrieved hus phone, and gave it to Charles
charles checked the screen and saw numerous missed call. After containing it was indeed his phone, he felt relieved. He looked at Marsha and said, “Thanks a lot.”
She scotted and shorted dismissively. “I went through a lot because of your phone. You really think a shuple “thank you” is enough?
Marsha wasn’t upset at all. She flasheda triumphant smile at him and sakl, “Glad you know that.”
Bring polite to him wasn’t an option for her, so she decided to be diject, “Organize my discharge right now. It’s such a simple task”
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