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His Ugly Bride novel Chapter 1550

The whole morning, she acted as if she was only watching videos and playing games while in fact, observing Carl.

There was nothing significantly wrong with him. It was just he was so absorbed in things he was doing that he seemed distant.

Looked like something was on his mind.

But Carl never kept things on his mind.

Because anything he wanted to do, he would do it right away.

So this one must be a very tricky matter for him to handle.

The unusual expression on Carl's face disappeared in a flash, and he quickly regained his composure.

He answered Jessica's question with calmness, "I was thinking, if I moved to your

house to take care of you, would you let me sleep in the master bedroom or the guest room? If it's the guest room, should I pretend to be afraid of the dark, or pretend to have nightmares that I must not sleep alone... Ah!"

Carl slightly bent his knees and swung the leg that was kicked by Jessica, "Jessica, you are murdering your husband."

"I don't believe it." Jessica knew that he was going to talk gibberish, and it was ridiculous even it was gibberish.

"It's true." Carl said seriously, "The bed is too small. What if I fall to the ground in the middle of the night?"

Jessica sneered, "Go back to bed of course. Don't tell me you'll sleep on the ground and catch a cold and blame me for it?"

Carl was sneered at and rubbed his nose, "You mean you agree to let me move in with you?"

The words of refusal got stuck in her throat.

Because Jessica remembered that Carl could cook now.

She could never learn cooking. And she didn't want to eat takeout anymore. Takeout was nothing compared to homemade food.

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