Chapter 110

Marguerite didn't reply, texting Aaron instead.

[Almost at the hospital. What do you guys want for breakfast? I can pick something up.]

Aaron's reply was quick: [It's okay, Maggie. I already bought some.]

Nancy was still lost in her own thoughts, the sweet smile gone from her face. "That makes sense. If you were dating Mr. Spencer, Joshua probably wouldn't be pestering you anymore."

Marguerite offered a faint smile. “I doubt Joshua will be coming around again anyway. It's not like he's short on girlfriends."

When she arrived at the hospital, Marguerite found Aaron and Jenny. She had booked a private suite to make sure they could rest properly, and Jenny was already looking much brighter today.

Aaron handed Marguerite a paper bag. "Here, Maggie. This is for you."

Marguerite took it, and her eyes lit up as she peeked inside. “Honey buns from The Sweet Haven? Do you still have to wait in line for them?"

She couldn't believe the bakery was still around after eleven years. They used to be her favorite treat, and Theobald would always go stand in line for her, sometimes with Aaron tagging along. But whenever Aaron came, half the buns would be gone by the time they got home.

She took a bite, her eyes crinkling into a smile. “Still as good as ever!"

The anxiety vanished from Aaron's eyes, which were hidden beneath his bangs. He had been worried she wouldn't like them anymore. "The lines aren't so bad these days," he said, shaking his head.

Marguerite noticed that he hadn't eaten a single one, but that didn't make her happy.

"Let's eat them together," she said with a warm smile.

The sweet scent of honey buns filled the private suite, creating a cozy and peaceful atmosphere. Marguerite didn't press Aaron about going to school. There was no rush; he could go after she met with Theobald.

"I want to see the rooms first before I decide which one to take," Hannah announced.

Her morning had been off to a rough start. A fender bender on the way to an event had left her with a minor fracture in her arm. This hospital was the closest one, but it was also convenient for another reason: it was owned by Joshua's family, which, in her mind, basically made it her hospital.

Joshua had already called the hospital administrator, who was more than willing to accommodate Hannah's request. "Of course. I'll have the head nurse show you around."

Hannah followed the head nurse on a tour of the top-floor VIP suites. As they passed one room, she caught a glimpse of a familiar face through the partially open door.

The woman was as stunningly beautiful as ever, laughing and chatting with the patient in the bed.

A cold glint flashed in Hannah's eyes. "I want this one."

The head nurse paused, taken aback. "Oh, but... this room is already occupied."

Hannah ignored her. With one arm in a sling, she used her good hand to shove the door wide open.

The sudden noise made everyone in the room turn toward the entrance.

A contemptuous smile played on Hannah's lips. “I'm taking this suite. You can all move to a different one."

Marguerite frowned slightly but didn't get a chance to speak.

Nancy recognized Hannah

immediately and knew this was payback for the humiliating way she'd been kicked out of the

Starlight Group offices an incident the entire company had gossiped about.

She rolled her eyes. "You've got to be kidding me. We were here first. You can't just waltz in and demand e move. Who do you think you are, the person who owns the hospital?"

Hannah raised an eyebrow. "That's right. My family owns it."

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