"I'm here to check on Monica and see if she's feeling better."
"She's fine. There's no need to worry about her." Gary's words were direct.
Michael found the situation a little awkward.
He turned his head to look at Monica, who looked straight into his eyes and forced herself to smile. "Michael, I'm fine."
"That's good." Michael said, "I thought you might find the hospital depressing, so I bought you a bunch of flowers to cheer you up. You said that no woman would reject champagne roses."
Monica pursed her lips.
At that moment, she was a little speechless.
"I also bought some of your favorite fruits." Michael waved the shopping bag in his hand.
Monica replied, "Thank you."
Yes, she looked very distant.
"I'll put these here." Michael quietly put the things he bought on top of a cabinet.
After putting them there, he called out to them respectfully again, "Uncle and auntie, I'm heading off now."
