The Wrong Woman

Chapter 1080

In the hospital ward, Gregory had been asleep for over an hour when the nurse woke him to change his medication.

After the change, Carol peeled an orange for him to eat. They shared the segments, chatting idly.

*Imogen really picked a good husband. Even these oranges he bought are unusually sweet, Carol said, marveling at the oranges.

Gregory glanced at the orange and said, "They must be expensive."

"Yes, they're sold by the piece in big supermarkets. Also, they're more expensive than beef and lamb," Carol said before eating another sweet segment.

Gregory pondered for a moment. Then he curiously asked, "Someone ruined our house's floor. Do you think Jasper would help us repair it?'

Carol shot him a look and replied, "Listen, don't burden Imogen with this. Don't even bring it up."

"Why would it burden Imogen? With Jasper's wealth, this is nothing."

"Enough," Carol snapped. "That's his business. No matter how poor we are, we shouldn't ask for what isn't ours."

too stubborn, always clinging to your

quietly, "Jasper's family has money and influence. Imogen is hardly a match for them. We should avoid causing

scoffed at her. "Just because she married into a wealthy family, does that mean she can't support her parents financially?"

from her alone. We should

felt unhappy listening to her words. Ignoring his injuries, he argued, "Why can't Jasper support

no obligation to support

support from him, we wouldn't have to suffer for the rest of our life," Gregory said angrily, slapping his

table, her eyes reddening. "What's wrong with me supporting you? When we have money, we can eat meat. When we

relatives? It's not that they're just

"So?" Gregory asked angrily.

feeling frustrated that Gregory just couldn't get it. "His father is a defense general, his mother is

her beauty, and we have nothing to offer them. Not only do we lack education, we are also poor and have

Feeling hurt, he asked, "So you're ashamed of my disability and poverty? You're

she angrily retorted, "I do feel our family

don't mind,

you read minds? How do you know they don't mind? Did you camp under their beds, eavesdropping on their

old hag, you're getting