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For a couple of seconds, Jennifer was trying to make a meaning out of the situation. Who in their proper state of mind would ask someone that just got up from the hospital bed for money?

She giggled partly and sat on the bed. "Wait. Let me understand something here. You ran me over and you are asking me to pay for my hospital bills. Is that what this means?"

The driver cleared his throat. "I.. didn't actually run you over," he defended himself. "As a matter of fact, my car didn't even get close enough to touch the fabric of your clothing."

Jennifer scoffed. "What point are you trying to prove here? You got me in this mess."

The dude was not ready to take responsibility for something he believed he didn't do. He shook his head in disagreement. "No,no, no. It was you who were not careful with your steps."

Giving it a proper thought, Jennifer knew she was the one at fault. But it was all thanks to Donald and his hard heart. If only he had given her the proper room to explain he