"You..."
Michael Lees was so angry he couldn't speak!
Had he bought the trending search, only to now let slip that it was actually his birthday that day?
Ha!
How could he do something so stupid!
Silence filled the hospital room.
Isabella Harrison sat on the sofa, holding her phone, staring at the screen, unclear what she was doing.
Occasionally, a man's voice could be heard speaking.
He thought she was watching TV.
After a while, he pulled a bank card out from under the pillow and tossed it in front of Isabella.
Isabella picked it up and looked at it, "What's this?"
Michael Lees glanced at her, "You don't recognize a bank card?"
Isabella pursed her lips, "I meant, why are you giving me a bank card?"
"What's a bank card for other than spending money? Don't ask such stupid questions, okay?"
"Do you think I lack money?" Isabella laughed lightly, clearly dismissive of the card.
She really didn't lack money.
