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Chapter 1101 Being Framed (2)

"I know you're not that kind of person," Elliot gently patted the woman's hand and continued her words, seeing Rose release her grip on his hand. Looking at the woman lying on the bed, Elliot felt regret and self-blame. He gently touched Rose's hair. "Rose... it's my fault. I shouldn't have doubted you. I know you wouldn't do those things, but..." He didn't continue but sigh. In fact, Elliot was very dissatisfied; even a hint of jealousy filled his heart. When he saw Lawrence dancing intimately with Rose in the dance floor full of smiles, he had to try hard to restrain himself. If it weren't for being angry at that time, he wouldn't have said those hurtful words to her. But these thoughts were not something he wanted to admit or bring up. Elliot took a dry towel and put it on Rose's forehead to cool down while finding fever-reducing medicine. He sat at the bedside, holding half a cup of warm water. He helped her sit up against him and called out softly, "Rose, take your medicin

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