Jessica replied very succinctly, "Well."
Carl curled his lips and put on a self-smocking smile. What had happened between him and Jessica?
When he asked Jessica something, Jessica only answered him in a businesslike manner.
Carl deeply gulped and suppressed the depression in his heart. However, he couldn't help but say, "Since you're so unwilling to stay with me, why did you ask me for dinner before?"
"I'm okay with you." Jessica looked up and spoke indifferently.
Jessica looked the same cold as she was when they were dating. But Carl was able to tell the difference. The difference was that he didn't like the way Jessica looked at him now.
Carl looked away from her. "If you're okay with me, why did you talk to me nonchalantly."
"I don't think I'm nonchalant," Jessica said.
"You..."
"I have something to ask you. I hope to hear the truth."
Jessica interrupted Carl.
Carl turned around and narrowed his eyes slightly. "You have something to ask me, and that's why you invite me for dinner?"
Though he looked calm, there was imperceptible fragility hidden in his words.
Jessica paused for a few seconds before nodding, "Yes."
Carl was extremely irritated. He reached out and wiped his hair before saying, "What is it?"
No matter what the request was, as long as Jessica asked him for it, he would never say no.
Jessica stared at him and slowly asked, "Last time, we had dinner with Summer and her family. What exactly happened in the small bookstore outside the Golden Cauldron Club?"
Hearing this, Carl's eyes lit up. He slowly retracted his hand on the dining table. After landing his hand on his leg, he slowly clenched his hands tightly.
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