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In one of the hospital's VIP rooms, there was an old couple inside. The man, who was seen wearing patient clothes, was sitting leaning on his bed while staring at his tablet screen which was currently opening the news page.

While the woman, was sitting on the chair that was placed beside his bed, her hand was holding the latest fashion magazine. Her facial expression looks happy to see the collections displayed in the magazine.

At first glance, both of them seem busy in their own worlds, but both know that the presence of each other beside them is enough for them. There was no need to say a word, but they could feel the love between them.

"Dear, what do you think about this?"

Suddenly, the woman held out the page of the magazine she was opening and showed it to her husband.

"Doesn't this bag look good?" said the woman, turning to her husband for his opinion.

The man then turned his gaze to the magazine, "Don't you already have a red bag?" the man asked and then turned to his wife.

"This one looks different!" the woman insisted. As her husband said, she does have a red bag, there are lots of them, but each bag has a different use.

There are bags used for Mondays, there are also bags used for Tuesdays, but not all bags have to be used on that particular day only, it also depends on the clothes she wears and where she will use it!

So how is it possible that just because she has a red bag, she can't buy a red bag anymore?

The man sighed, "Just buy it if you like it."

If his wife wanted to buy it in the first place, why should she bother asking his opinion?

"You're going to buy it for me, right?" she asked, looking at her husband expectantly.

"Has your money run out?!" asked the man, a little surprised to hear that. Every month his wife did get money from him, but he did not think that the money had run out.

"I still have my money, but I want you to buy it," said the woman with a serious expression. "That bag would be special if my husband bought it!" she continued.

The man stared at the woman, the expression on her face showing whether she was serious about saying such a thing to him.

The woman cleared her throat, slightly embarrassed to say something like that, there was even a blush on her face.

"I mean… You even only gave me 10 percent of your property in your will! Can't you buy me a bag?!" the woman asked irritably.

She didn't expect her husband to turn out to be so stingy like this.

"Okay! You can buy that with my money. That's Collins' bag, right?" asked Mr. Collins who finally chose to relent.

Mrs. Collins's expression immediately changed when she heard that, she then immediately took her cellphone and called the manager of the shop that sold the bag and told her to send the bag she was referring to to her home address and the bill was sent on behalf of Mr. Collins.

Although the manager never asked for confirmation from Mr. Collins and did so immediately, Mrs Collins never casually used her husband's name without the man's knowledge.

After the call, Mrs. Collins looked at the picture of the bag one more time, a smile immediately on her old face.

"Are you really happy?" asked Mr Collins, observing his wife's attitude.

The woman nodded. Of course she was very happy! She got a new bag from her husband!

"By the way, is Michael not coming again today?" asked Mrs. Collins, who had closed her magazine and looked at her husband.

She thought yesterday Michael would come because it was Monday, today she also thought her son would come, that's why she's been here since early this morning. However, it was already noon, but her son was nowhere to be seen, and didn't seem to be coming.

"I don't know," replied Mr Collins curtly. During this time, Michael and Sarah always came suddenly without notice.

Mrs Collins sighed.

"Can't you contact him?" asked Mrs. Collins. "Or at least contact the woman?" continued Mrs. Collins, still not wanting to mention Sarah's name.

"That woman has a name, she's Sarah," reminded Mr Collins.

"Whatever!" replied Mrs. Collins. "Can't you contact them and call them to come here? After all, how can you look calm? We have grandchildren, two grandsons! Don't you want to see them?" asked Mrs Collins, looking annoyed and impatient.

After finding out last Friday that she had grandchildren, Mrs Collins was starting to get impatient and couldn't wait to see them. She couldn't even sleep well!

But it seems that her husband is not experiencing the same symptoms as her, because the old man looks normal!

"I'd love to see them, but like Michael said, we'd better wait," said Mr Collins trying to keep his cool.

Although he was already very curious and wanted to meet the two kids, but Mr. Collins knew that Michael was trying to make it happened and he had better wait.

Mrs Collins sighed when she heard that. It seemed her husband couldn't cooperate with her this time.

"If you want to see them so much, why don't you visit them? I'm sure you know where Michael lives now," said Mr Collins when he saw his wife's face.

"Are you seriously giving me that advice?" asked Mrs Collins sarcastically. "You know Michael won't let me go to his house! He even tried to stop me from seeing him in his office!" said Mrs Collins angrily. She still vividly remembers how Michael told James to say he wasn't in his room when he was.

If she could force her way into Michael's apartment, she would have been doing that ever since she found out she had grandchildren!

"I conceived and raised him, but he became really ignorant!" continued Mrs. Collins irritably.

"Maybe you should start to support him and support his decision. He's all grown up," said Mr Collins suggesting.

As a father, he was actually saddened to see the mother-son relationship taking a turn for the worse. He wouldn't be living much longer, so he at least hoped that before he left, the two of them would be as they should be.

"It's all because of that woman!" said Mrs Collins irritably.

If Michael had not brought her into their family life, her relationship with her son would not be what it is today!

Mr Collins sighed as his wife started turning on Sarah again.

"Actually, why do you hate Sarah so much?" asked Mr. Collins who couldn't contain his curiosity any longer.

All along, he knew his wife hated Sarah, but he had absolutely no idea why she did it, and chose not to ask.

However, this time he couldn't hide his curiosity. He really wondered why his wife hated the woman he had treated like his own daughter.