"Wow, it's so romantic. Who gave it to his girlfriend?"
"It's a happy thing to have such a man!"
"Yes, that lucky girl must be moved to be confused..."
The voices of the passers-by are endless.
Davis's beautiful eyes are full of ridicule. He looks at Alisa with a mockery and repeats what the passer-by had said.
"That lucky girl must have been moved to be confused..."
Alisa is stunned. She stops struggling.
Her clear eyes look at Davis, and the anger in her eyes turned into doubt slowly.
"Were you just going to get these balloons?"
Davis folds his arm, takes the remote control out of his trouser pocket and slaps it to the ground.
He crushes it with his foot.
"This romantic bullshit is just a lie. You are not grateful at all. It's useless to be nice to you. "
Davis says coldly and turns away.
His tall figure soon disappears into the fierce crowd.
Alisa looks at him in a daze. For a long time, she squats down and reaches for the remote control that he has trampled on.
Davis's words echoes in her ears.
You are not grateful at all. It's useless to be nice to you.
"Alisa, it's time to change the medicine." Ann rushes out of the hospital. She pushes Alisa's cart. Alisa sits on it.
Ann says strangely, "Eh, where is the young master? Just now he said that he would make some balloons. Where is he now? "
Alisa gathers up her clothes. "Ann, push me into the room. I'm tired!"
It's always weird. Ann looks around and doesn't see Davis. She pushes Alisa into the ward.
Alisa’s foot injury recovers quickly. After three days in the hospital, she leaves the hospital.
The main reason is that the hospital is too boring for Alisa to stay.
She hates the smell in the hospital.
After the quarrel that day, Davis leaves angrily and never comes back.
However, Ann says quietly later. "Alisa, did you quarrel with the young master? Why does he always come to see you in the midnight? He leaves at a glance of you."
Alisa shrugs helplessly. He is a stingy man. She has no way to deal with him.
When she leaves the hospital, she meets William at the front desk. His face is still black.
Alisa apologizes to him with great regret, "I'm sorry, William, I hurt you, I'm sorry..."
William is afraid to approach Alisa. He looks around, covers his face and smiles bitterly.
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