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    Rosanna forced down the thrill bubbling inside her and spoke in a calm, low tone. “I know someone skilled with phones. He can probably repair this.”


    Jarrod’s face lit up instantly. “Seriously? That’s wonderful!”


    “Hand it to me, and I’ll go find him right now,” Rosanna said, meeting his eyes. “Jarrod, stay here with Mom and Dad. Call me if anything changes.”


    Once Rosanna left, Jarrod turned to the sight of his parents lying motionless in their hospital bed and whispered, “Dad, Mom, did you see that? Rosanna came to visit you. She’s concerned about you, too.”


    ncing at his own phone, disappointment clouded his features.


    Up until now, Maia hadn’t answered his texts or returned his calls.


    Could she really have forgotten that the Morgans had cared for her for seventeen years?


    At that moment, Maia finally reached Erygan Hospital.


    She walked straight to the nurse’s station and asked about the room assigned to Richard and Sandra.


    “You must be their daughter, right?” the nurse asked, ncing at Maia and drawing her own conclusion from the tense demeanor.


    After checking the records, the nurse said, “Third floor. Take the elevator, turn left, and walk about ten steps to Room 305.”


    “Thank you,” Maia answered politely before turning to go.


    “Ma’am, please wait,” the nurse suddenly called out, stopping Maia in her tracks. “Here’s today’s medical bill. The deposit for the stay hasn’t been paid yet. If you n to transfer them, you’ll need to settle today’s charges first.”


    Maia froze, then turned back and epted the slip of paper.


    She knew well that the Morgan family couldn’t cover the cost in their current condition.


    Pulling a bank card from her purse, she asked, “Can I pay with this?”


    “Yes, of course,” the nurse said with a friendly smile. “It would be best to deposit enough for half a month so treatment isn’t interrupted…”


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    Without hesitation, Maia covered the expenses and even added arge sum, enough to keep Richard and Sandra in care for three more months.


    In her heart, she counted it as repayment for the seventeen years the Morgan family had raised her.


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    Her choices were always guided by a clear conscience.


    Momentster, the elevator doors slid open, and Maia stepped onto the third floor.


    But as she approached the hospital room’s door, she heard Jarrod’s voice from inside. “I can’t stand Maia. Did we make a mistake? She doesn’t want to return to us. She’s different now, no longer part of the Morgan family. She won’t lift a hand to help us.”


    Through the closed door, Jarrod’s words reached her. “Forget about Maia. Your only daughter is Rosanna. She’s the one who woulde to help us…” Midway to knocking, Maia froze, her hand suspended in the air.


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