Seeing Molly was so scared, Jessica had mixed feelings.
She let go of Molly, leaned against the sofa, and said in a lazy tone, "I'm just here to stay with you for a few days."
Jessica was not as cool as usual, so Molly asked curiously, "What happened?"
"There is a dog at my place. I cannot live with him. I just move out temporarily until he leaves. Since it happened suddenly, I can't find a place to stay. But don't worry, I'll pay the rent."
"You don't need to pay the rent. But I've never shared an apartment with anyone." Molly sounded a little excited.
Suddenly, Molly felt t something was wrong. "Jessica, is your dog okay living alone?"
"It's fine. That dog can take care of himself."
"What if he wants to go to the toilet? Does he use the toilet himself?"
Jessica turned her head and stared at Molly.
"What's the matter?" Molly touched her own face, wondering why Jessica was staring at her.
Jessica looked at Molly for a while, but couldn't tell whether Molly was pretending to know nothing.
After confirming that Molly really knew nothing, she said seriously, "Don't worry. My dog is very smart. He can open the door and walk himself."
Molly's eyes widened with surprise. "Then I must see this dog when I have the chance."
"There will be a chance."
She would have the chance. In fact, she had seen him, frequently.
When Jessica packed her luggage in the
room, Molly received a phone call from Carl.
"Carl?"
"Molly, how are you?"
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