Giselle couldn't help but raise her voice and exclaim: "What else do you want? I would have taken you to the hospital too. If I hadn't taken you to the hospital in time, you would have had a high fever and died there. I even pay the hospital bill on your behalf."

As a college student like me, I work mainly to earn money for tuition and living expenses. I just had summer vacation so I work part-time. I don't have much money and now must pay your hospital bills. Ashley, tell me, how much money do you want to stop talking nonsense?"


Ashley bowed her head without saying a word.

Giselle became even angrier: "If you have any requests, just say so."

She thought to herself, Ashley is so greedy for money, how could she miss the opportunity to plunder her assets?


In her heart, she suddenly looked at Ashley with a frown.

Ashley raised her head to look at Giselle. Her voice was hoarse and hard to hear. She slowly opened her mouth: "I want you to apologize."


Gispened her eyes wide and looked at Ashley with a confused expression. 'You want me to say sorry?" She raised her voice and asked Ashley. 'Do you want me to say sorry to you?"

Looking at Ashley with an unbelievable expression, as if to say sorry to Ashley, was extremely stupid and humiliating.

'You said, how much money do you want?"

Giselle smiled coldly and asked.

On the hospital bed Ashley shook her head, she slowly but firmly said: "I just want you to say sorry."

"You..." Giselle angrily looked at Ashley on the hospital bed, her eyes were like fire, and said coldly: "If I don't say sorry, you will say nonsense, right?"

Ashley's expression became even darker... she did something wrong so she had to apologize, right?

Giselle's expression was too clear. Would saying sorry to Ashley be that hard for Giselle to accept?

Ashley couldn't help but wonder: If she turned into someone else today, would Giselle still be the same?

Sighing in her heart, she remained silent, not because of an apology, but in her heart she wanted to be respected as a normal person.

Even though she already knew that this kind of respect was far away from her.

Milan... Could it be that a noble person like him could destroy a person - from the inside out, from head to toe, destroy him?

She was silent, with regret in her heart: She should not have asked, should not have demanded, things like respect, she no longer had the right to have.

'Ashley, even if I have to use up all the money on me, I won't apologize to you. People who want money can kneel and lie on the ground, wagging their tails like a dog. Ashley, even if I did wrong, you don't deserve an apology from me." Giselle's flames are sky-high.

'If you want to go out and say something nonsense, just say it, but whether anyone believes it or not, I don't know. Don't blame me for not reminding you. I am a student at S University. Because of tuition fees, I study and work at the same time. You are a woman who can do anything for money. Tell me, do other people believe in you or do they believe in me?"

Under the blanket, Ashley clenched her fists, trying her best to endure the intense pain in her chest. Having finished speaking, Giselle angrily left the hospital room, slammed the door, and left. Ashley's eyes were dull, silently looking at the snow-white ceiling. Despite the pain in her chest spreading throughout her body, the feeling of helplessness spread throughout her body.

She would no longer feel pain, she thought, she would no longer need something like dignity.

'What happened to me today?" The voice muttered loudly: "Oh... I have such a stupid fever." She answered herself.

It was very clear in Ashley's heart that she didn't want an apology from Giselle, she wanted... to be respected for a long time, like a real person, to be respected.

There was a hard-to-detect pain in her eyes... She just wanted an apology, right?

Maybe that desire is too great?

'It's me… I'm asking for something too expensive." She bowed her head: 'I won't ask for unrealistic things anymore." It's like she's constantly convincing herself, hypnotizing herself to repeat the phrase "No more extravagant hopes, no vain thoughts..."

It was simple, so simple that Ashley just had to continue humbly, without any dignity, agreeing to Giselle's request even though she was insulted.

But deep in her heart, the deepest place, greed arose again - she wanted respect that she hadn't had for a long time, she didn't need it like before, she just needed to be like a normal person, to be respected. But clearly, the results were not as expected.

From now on, Ashley kept that heart with thousands of deeper holes, hiding that heart full of pain in the courtyard of her soul, no one could touch that place, that place, deep and cold, like the ocean. Deep silence, loneliness.

Giselle comes and goes, comes and goes, every time it's dinner time, she comes, delivers the food, and then leaves again.

"I want to leave the hospital." Wednesday night something happened, Giselle was as usual, her expression unchanged, she put her lunch box on the table next to the hospital bed and turned around to leave, but behind her, the woman on the hospital bed spoke slowly.

This muffled sound had pierced Giselle's coldness for the past four days. She stopped walking and tilted her head a little hastily. Without thinking, she refused: "No, your illness is not completely cured yet."

Is this something worth worrying about? Ashley calmly looked at Giselle. "I'm fine, my fever is gone. I want to go to work."

'Did you do that on purpose? Do you want everyone to see the scar on your forehead?" Giselle was angry: "Ashley, you are certainly not simple. Knowing your face but not knowing your heart, these words are indeed true, you look very kind but you are so cruel."