Chapter 115

The person behind Alaricka grabbed her shoulder and said rudely, “Hey, who are you? Don’t cause trouble. Leave now. If you don’t, I’ll get security to kick you out.”

Alaricka shook off the person’s hand and said with a cold laugh, “You guys still have the nerve to say this? You kicked an old lady out of the hospital room. Only animals would do something like that!”

She deliberately raised her voice so everyone else in the ward looked over.

A mocking, flirtatious voice suddenly came over: “Alaricka, so you were that old lady’s family?”

Alaricka turned her head.

A tall woman in a khaki trench coat walked in from the door of the hospital room, pretty and holding a fruit basket, with that usual sarcastic smile on her face.

It was Natalie Munoz, Roschelle’s bestie, and a great hand at doing things for Roschelle.

Natalie walked over and put the fruit basket on the nightstand, giving Alaricka a once-over with a contemptuous look.

“Alaricka, I knew what you were thinking. You were wondering how someone like me, from an ordinary family, could have this kind of ability, right?”

“Then let me tell you, it was Kieran who arranged for me to come to this ward. He did it because I’ve been friends with Rose for years. I barely said anything, and Rose just told Kieran to do it.”

“You know, whatever Rose wanted to do, Kieran would agree. Isn’t that what favoritism and exceptions are all about?”

Alaricka’s eyes darkened.

Natalie crossed her arms and laughed, “So, if you can beat Kieran, I’ll give up the hospital bed.”

Alaricka frowned, but the more she listened to Natalie, the more relaxed her face got.

Until the end, her face stayed calm; she just watched, and her mood wasn’t affected at all.

This reaction gave Natalie a ridiculous feeling of singing a one-woman show.

She was a bit annoyed and wanted to see a flustered and jealous look on Alaricka’s face.

Too bad she didn’t find it.

Alaricka simply said, “Alright, then we’ll be generous and let you have the hospital bed.”

Alaricka gave a light laugh, her eyes cold. “But I told you, if you took her hospital bed, you’d also pass her illness to the patient.”

“Hope you guys get sick soon.”

Natalie’s face just happened to turn pale.

Natalie’s face fell, not sure what she was thinking of, then suddenly laughed.

“Alaricka, do you know why Kieran liked Rose and didn’t like you?”

“Because Rose was more understanding and considerate than you; she didn’t push people like you did. Kieran was a man, he wouldn’t like a strong woman like you. You should’ve learned more from Rose and tried to act cute and soft.”

“This bed, Rose just mentioned it to Kieran, and Kieran sorted it out.”

Natalie gave a sarcastic laugh, “But too bad, you missed the best chance. In the years when Rose and Kieran broke up and were abroad, you still didn’t get a spot in Kieran’s heart at all. Shows how useless you were.”

Alaricka clenched her fists and sneered, “I said, since you took the bed, you can take the sickness with you too.”

“Since you guys were so shameless to steal an old lady’s bed, then I wish you a slow recovery.”

Natalie also sneered, “Looks like it’s not certain who’ll die first. I heard that old lady was in late-stage uterine cancer? She’s so poor she couldn’t even afford treatment.”

Alaricka knew well that if you wanted the right to open a window, you had to have the courage to lift the ceiling.

She absolutely couldn’t let Natalie and the others boss Lorelai around.

She didn’t have Kieran’s family background behind her, but she could rely on the power of the people.

She sat down and slammed the table, looking all wronged, and shouted:

“Is there any justice? Is there any justice left in this world? Someone took my grandma’s hospital bed. My grandma had uterine cancer; she was already over seventy, her back couldn’t even straighten, and she was so weak. The doctor said she needed to rest, but she just couldn’t rest at all. Someone took her bed and made her stay in the hallway. Can’t anyone have a little pity on us?”

Originally, her argument with Natalie had already caught the attention of the people in the same ward, and there were always some onlookers who carefully looked over.

After she shouted, more people came over without any scruples, talking to each other in low voices.

The people outside the ward were the same.

Alaricka squeezed out a few tears and pointed at the middle-aged man still holding a fried chicken drumstick, saying: