Chapter 120
Calliope thought, "David's always had my back in every way. So, what's a hundred grand now?"
"Alright, I'm in. Tell them I'll have the $100,000 ready in three days," she said, taking a deep breath.
As soon as she left the doctor's office, she thought of Rose. Rose still had that $10,000 saved up, perfect for an emergency!
She headed straight to the hotel where Rose worked, but finding her was tougher than she thought.
Rose was either at home or here, and for both of them, home had lost its meaning.
In the hotel's private underground club, Rose was drinking, surrounded by sleazy guys. The scene was unbearable.
Calliope walked up, and someone nudged Rose, "Your daughter's here."
Rose glanced at Calliope and told her friends, "She's not here for me. Whenever she shows up, it's never good news."
Her friends, knowing Rose's tough exterior, said, "Why say that? You two rely on each other despite the constant fights."
Rose raised an eyebrow, feeling a surge of emotion but played it cool. She put down her glass and stood up. "Rely on each other? She's just a burden. Without her, I'd have married into money long ago. You guys chat, I'll go see what she wants."
Calliope watched Rose walk away, sighing inwardly. The scar on Rose's face was definitely from a fight with Tom.
A broken home could be due to gambling or conflict; their family had both.
To Calliope, that place was never home. It lacked love and was full of curses. While other kids enjoyed parental love at school events, her dad was gambling, and her mom was selling herself for money.
In middle school, she got more stubborn, claiming to be an orphan when asked to bring her parents to school.
When the teacher found Rose, she beat Calliope up despite the teachers' attempts to stop her. Amidst the curses, the most memorable for the teachers was, "You can say your dad is dead, that's fine, but how dare you say I'm dead!"
Since then, even if she messed up, the teachers stopped calling her parents.
She occasionally pitied herself. Her past made her feel inferior, but she wrapped that inferiority in arrogance. Those memories flashed by like a movie, and tears unknowingly wetted the corners of her eyes.
Pulling herself out of her memories, she adjusted her emotions and looked warily at the slowly approaching Rose.
Rose glared at her. "Where have you been, not coming home? I heard you found a sugar daddy. What, not gonna let me benefit from it?"
"You do that kind of work, what rich guy would want the daughter of a prostitute? Going there is just asking for trouble," Calliope shot back. Their conversations were always like this, so she didn't think much of it.
But this time, Rose went quiet for a moment, then stormed off, shooting Calliope a nasty look. "You little bitch, have you forgotten who raised you?"
Calliope was thrown off by Rose's reaction; it wasn't like her at all.
She had no idea her words had cut Rose deep.
Feeling despised by her own daughter, Rose was hit with a wave of loneliness.
"Wait, give me my $10,000," Calliope snapped out of it, almost forgetting why she was there, and chased after Rose, holding out her hand.
Rose glared at her. "What $10,000? Get lost."
Rose never expected anything from Calliope, but her words left her feeling unsettled for a long time.
"Still denying it? David is critically ill, how can you just watch him die?" Calliope demanded, not understanding how Rose could be so heartless.
Rose shoved Calliope hard. "Do you think David really cares about you? They're cunning, how can you be naive enough to believe he truly loves you?"
Calliope snorted, not believing David would use her. "Don't try to drive a wedge between us. I won't fall for it. Now, tell me, are you giving me the money or not?"
Rose pushed her head. "I'm broke, not a penny!"
Hearing this, Calliope turned and left without hesitation.
Rose's friend gently patted her, speaking earnestly, "Why not just give her the $10,000? Otherwise, she'll keep bothering you. Seeing you two like this breaks my heart. Why not just tell her the truth?"
Rose glared at her. "Give it to her so she can buy some life-saving medicine for David? Better if he dies! When will this burden on Calliope end?"
Calliope returned to the hospital, troubled. Rose refused to give her the money, what should she do?
Standing at the door of David's ward, she adjusted her emotions, put on a relaxed smile, and pushed the door open. David lay on the bed, smiling as he greeted her, "Calliope, you're here."
Calliope responded softly, "Just came to see you. It's pretty boring in the hospital, isn't it?"
"It's okay, I'm used to it. It's like preparing for final exams, dull and boring," David said lightly. Wearing a hospital gown, he seemed to have reverted to his gentle self.
Calliope sat by the bed, her smile forced, anyone could see she had something on her mind.
David naturally noticed and sighed lightly. "Calliope, about the heart transplant, don't get involved anymore. This isn't something you can decide. Understand?"
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