Chapter 1414: Get Rid Of Him
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Thinking about her father's medical bills made her flinch.
Fortunately, she had been paid yesterday, and it added more money to her budget. Her money in hand without her salary was definitely not enough.
Her company had paid her three times her basic salary yesterday.
All the overtime she had pulled for almost a month had paid off.
She could afford all her expenses if she started to scrimp.
Estelle decided that she would not only pay the follow-up medical fees but also return Ethan's money.
She did not want to owe anyone.
"Father, you're going to be okay," she murmured, stroking her father's hair. Then, she stood up, left her father's ward, and went to the billing department.
The medical staff handed Estelle her father's information and hospital bill.
She looked through it briefly. The amount was within her budget, and with the reimbursement from her father's health insurance, everything was covered.
She breathed a sigh of relief. After confirming the amount, she slipped the bill into her bag and walked to a nearby bank to withdraw some cash.
Ethan was already at the ward when Estelle returned.
He usually came at this time of day and had never been late.
Estelle approached him with heavy steps.
"There you are," Ethan said by way of greeting.
He could tell that Estelle was in a bad mood, so he was careful with his words.
Estelle walked over to him and handed him an envelope.
She waited for Ethan to accept it.
"What's this? A gift?" Ethan asked with a smile. He took the envelope from Estelle's hand. His face dramatically changed from slight amusement to utter seriousness upon opening the envelope.
"Estelle... What's this for?" Ethan chuckled mirthlessly.
Anyone who was familiar with him knew that laugh. It meant that he was on the verge
sluggishly through her veins. She tripped and fell backwards.
Ethan had expected it.
He wanted to laugh but decided against it.
He quickly helped Estelle up, smiled, and said, "I still have half a month, you know."
Before Estelle could push him away, he loosened his grip.
"I've promised that I'll give you a satisfactory explanation. I'll never break that promise. Just trust me, please," he added.
Estelle kept silent.
'I did give him a month.
It's been almost half a month. So what if I wait a little longer?' she thought.
"Keep the money for now. Don't worry about the medical fees. I know you've got a job, but it's not easy to make money," Ethan said softly.
The basic medical expenses were covered by the government, making them easier for Estelle to afford.
However, her father's condition required consultations from experts and top specialists.
Estelle could not afford those. Her salary was not enough to cover everything she needed.
If Ethan accepted her money, she would have to eat instant noodles or buns without any vegetables every day.
In fact, it was Ethan who had contacted Estelle's employer to grant her more overtime hours to augment her salary.
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Thinking about her father's medical bills made her flinch.
Fortunately, she had been paid yesterday, and it added more money to her budget. Her money in hand without her salary was definitely not enough.
Her company had paid her three times her basic salary yesterday.
All the overtime she had pulled for almost a month had paid off.
She could afford all her expenses if she started to scrimp.
Estelle decided that she would not only pay the follow-up medical fees but also return Ethan's money.
She did not want to owe anyone.
"Father, you're going to be okay," she murmured, stroking her father's hair. Then, she stood up, left her father's ward, and went to the billing department.
The medical staff handed Estelle her father's information and hospital bill.
She looked through it briefly. The amount was within her budget, and with the reimbursement from her father's health insurance, everything was covered.
She breathed a sigh of relief. After confirming the amount, she slipped the bill into her bag and walked to a nearby bank to withdraw some cash.
Ethan was already at the ward when Estelle returned.
He usually came at this time of day and had never been late.
Estelle approached him with heavy steps.
"There you are," Ethan said by way of greeting.
He could tell that Estelle was in a bad mood, so he was careful with his words.
Estelle walked over to him and handed him an envelope.
She waited for Ethan to accept it.
"What's this? A gift?" Ethan asked with a smile. He took the envelope from Estelle's hand. His face dramatically changed from slight amusement to utter seriousness upon opening the envelope.
"Estelle... What's this for?" Ethan chuckled mirthlessly.
Anyone who was familiar with him knew that laugh. It meant that he was on the verge
sluggishly through her veins. She tripped and fell backwards.
Ethan had expected it.
He wanted to laugh but decided against it.
He quickly helped Estelle up, smiled, and said, "I still have half a month, you know."
Before Estelle could push him away, he loosened his grip.
"I've promised that I'll give you a satisfactory explanation. I'll never break that promise. Just trust me, please," he added.
Estelle kept silent.
'I did give him a month.
It's been almost half a month. So what if I wait a little longer?' she thought.
"Keep the money for now. Don't worry about the medical fees. I know you've got a job, but it's not easy to make money," Ethan said softly.
The basic medical expenses were covered by the government, making them easier for Estelle to afford.
However, her father's condition required consultations from experts and top specialists.
Estelle could not afford those. Her salary was not enough to cover everything she needed.
If Ethan accepted her money, she would have to eat instant noodles or buns without any vegetables every day.
In fact, it was Ethan who had contacted Estelle's employer to grant her more overtime hours to augment her salary.
Thinking about her father's medical bills made her flinch. Fortunately, she had been paid yesterday, and it added more money to her budget. Her money in hand without her salary was definitely not enough. Her company had paid her three times her basic salary yesterday. All the overtime she had pulled for almost a month had paid off. She could afford all her expenses if she started to scrimp. Estelle decided that she would not only pay the follow-up medical fees but also return Ethan's money. She did not want to owe anyone. "Father, you're going to be okay," she murmured, stroking her father's hair. Then, she stood up, left her father's ward, and went to the billing department. The medical staff handed Estelle her father's information and hospital bill. She looked through it briefly. The amount was within her budget, and with the reimbursement from her father's health insurance, everything was covered. She breathed a sigh of relief. After confirming the amount, she slipped the bill into her bag and walked to a nearby bank to withdraw some cash. Ethan was already at the ward when Estelle returned. He usually came at this time of day and had never been late. Estelle approached him with heavy steps. "There you are," Ethan said by way of greeting. He could tell that Estelle was in a bad mood, so he was careful with his words. Estelle walked over to him and handed him an envelope. She waited for Ethan to accept it. "What's this? A gift?" Ethan asked with a smile. He took the envelope from Estelle's hand. His face dramatically changed from slight amusement to utter seriousness upon opening the envelope. "Estelle... What's this for?" Ethan chuckled mirthlessly. Anyone who was familiar with him knew that laugh. It meant that he was on the vergesluggishly through her veins. She tripped and fell backwards. Ethan had expected it. He wanted to laugh but decided against it. He quickly helped Estelle up, smiled, and said, "I still have half a month, you know."Before Estelle could push him away, he loosened his grip. "I've promised that I'll give you a satisfactory explanation. I'll never break that promise. Just trust me, please," he added. Estelle kept silent. 'I did give him a month. It's been almost half a month. So what if I wait a little longer?' she thought. "Keep the money for now. Don't worry about the medical fees. I know you've got a job, but it's not easy to make money," Ethan said softly. The basic medical expenses were covered by the government, making them easier for Estelle to afford. However, her father's condition required consultations from experts and top specialists. Estelle could not afford those. Her salary was not enough to cover everything she needed. If Ethan accepted her money, she would have to eat instant noodles or buns without any vegetables every day. In fact, it was Ethan who had contacted Estelle's employer to grant her more overtime hours to augment her salary.
