When Carl lay on the bed, he was so sleepy that his eyes closed immediately. When Jessica tucked him in, he sniffed the blanket and said slowly, "Jessica's scent."
Jessica paused and stared at his face for a long time before walking out.
She was afraid that Carl would fall if he went to the bathroom in the middle of the night, for he wasn't familiar with the place, so she turned on the bedside lamp.
After returning to her own bedroom, Jessica sent Abby a WeChat message, "Have you probed into Jaron's background? I'll post an announcement about us in love on Weibo tomorrow."
Things couldn't go on like this. She had to be through with Carl.
In retrospect, Carl had been nice to her since her childhood. Thus, she had to make a move as soon as possible.
They were deadlocked. Neither of them would be happy if they continued wasting their time like this. They should have their own lives.
Abby replied quickly. "Let's meet and chat."
Jessica glanced at the reply and did not answer. Instead, he texted Jaron on WeChat. "See you tomorrow morning."
After a while, Jaron replied, "Alright."
Jessica didn't sleep well all night.
When it was just dawn, she woke up and could not fall asleep anymore. She got up and dressed up.
Before leaving, she went to the guest room to take a look at Carl.
Carl must have woken up last night, as the light in the bathroom was on.
Carl slept soundly; a corner of the quilt was threw back, leaving his arm exposed.
Jessica tucked him in again. She was reluctant to shift her gaze away from him.
Carl always had a smiling face. Generous, proud and smart as he was, he had been highly esteemed since his childhood, and outshined his peers.
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