Page 118 of Dr. Billionaire Playboy

As I parked my bike in front of the shop, I heard murmuring.

"Isn't that him?"

"He rides a bike too?"

"I can't believe he's actually moving around like that."

I turned and saw some people staring, but they continued on their way.

"Alright?" I raised a confused brow and locked the bike.

I hadn't visited the children's hospital in a while, so I thought I'd visit them that morning as well.

"Random flowers please, about two dozen," I requested.

The florist looked surprised to see me, which was strange because I always came to buy flowers from him for the kids.

"Uh, is everything all right?" I asked him.

"Huh? Oh yeah, yeah, everything is… swimmingly okay," he replied nervously.

Why was he acting so strange?

I couldn't help wondering.

But I didn't want to pry. I took the flowers and went to my bike. I hadn’t calculated how I would carry the flowers while riding.

"He bought flowers? For whom?"

The whispers and murmurs continued.

When I turned to them, they looked away.

What exactly was going on?

A prank?

At Edna's Medical Center for Kids, I handed the flowers to one of the kids and she distributed a stem to the rest of the children.

"Where's Crystal?" James, my rival in romance, asked.

"Well, I don’t know. I’m not sure when she’ll visit next," I replied.

"But she was here yesterday," he informed me.

"That's…okay. Did you guys have fun?" I asked with a smile.

"We did, but she seemed really sad," he replied.

My shoulders dropped.

"Did something bad happen to her?" he asked.

"Nothing happened, but she'll be fine," I assured him as I tussled his hair.

"Good morning, Adam," Edna greeted.

"Good morning, Edna," I replied, "I just thought I'd give the kids something to brighten their day. Hoping mine will be brightened as well."

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