Don't Marry the Rich
ed by Mike's knock on the door. She rub
t breakfast for Mr. Turner
ickly changed her clothes, went to the kitchen, and made omelets according
, probably because he
he exhorted, put the dishes on the
s. He looked at the food on the pl
he dragged her to the corner hesitatingly and said, "Judy, I didn't te
n?" Emma's mind
p yet. According to the doctor, you'd better be prepared that she may never w
eddened, "Tak
of Ward No. 302. Just when she was about to push t
e will definitely need a lot of money for her treatment. But even if she wakes up in the end, I'm afr
that it was he
g still, Mike also stood be
hild will be gone," Emma's mot
are you saying that you can afford to hire her a caregiver? Emma is really i
Is this what a dad should say? Who got us so
asked his son who was sitting aside playing mobile gam
rfunctorily, "As long as the decision doesn't affect my
ed the door open, which startle
looked at "her own" body with the oxygen tube plugged in, thinking to herself that maybe her sister was sleeping deep in it. Holding "her own
st daughter today was very different from the one she used to be in
own" face with her fingertips, and aske
breathing, she
o her, "She really won
ard to
t, we don't have to give up yet. If you can find a way to
ong time ago, because for her, this man didn't deserve to be her father at all, not even for a day. It was he who made their poor life worse and worse. In his eyes, his wife and chil
way. He raised his hand to hit her in a hurry, but Mi
mned, "Why bother gambling money? You should gamble
"You dare confront me right after you married a rich man? If it weren't for me, y
while Winston was stunned, the phone in
meone to take care of Emma here. As for the expenses or the like, you don't need to worry. But Mr. Carter, I have to remind you not to pester Mrs.
ged her out of the ward. Emma leaned a
jor shareholder of this hospital, so you can rest assured. As for your sister's studies, I have notified h
lly turned pale. Mike's voice became weaker and w
found herself lying on a bench in t
scared me to death. The doctor checked on
her fingertip
quickly, or we'l
r of the agreement again. She had to admit that the thing was indeed effecti
ll her the situation of "her elder sister" in time,
coma. The doctor said it might be a short-term memory loss after the car accident. So
, but found that the bread, fried eggs, and milk she sent him in the morning wer
t saying a word, and left wit
he hospital, but she was kept in this inhumane home to serve
the agreement again. So she decided to recall the painful experie