Hans found her train of thought rather peculiar and couldn't help but ask, "So you mean to poison yourself after the competition?"
"Exactly, I'd rather suffer unbearable pain or even pass out after the competition than make a fool of myself during it." Molly sobbed, her cheeks rubbing against his clothes.
After rubbing her face on his clothes, she choked up, "Your clothes smell so good."
Then, she suddenly froze. Wait, was she crying on Hans, wiping her tears on his clothes?
At that moment, Arabella pushed the door open and walked in, a smirk tugging at the corner of her mouth upon seeing the scene.
Molly, "It's not what you think."
Molly hadn't expected to do something so out of line, so she quickly let go and hurriedly explained to Hans, "I'm sorry, Mr. Collins, really sorry, I didn't mean to. You can take off your clothes, and I'll wash them for you when we get back."
Hans, "That's not necessary."
Molly tried to tug his clothes off but couldn't, and it was tremendously embarrassing. She wiped her tears off his clothes with her hands, "I really didn't mean to."
Her voice gradually lowered, and she murmured, "And I didn't mean to hug you just now."
Leaning against the door, Arabella casually asked, "Should I hold onto your trophy?"
Trophy??
Molly wanted to dash over and grab it.
"Careful." Hans quickly caught her hand, which still had the IV needle in it. She would definitely pull on the needle if she rushed over like that.
Molly realized what was happening, her cheeks instantly turning red.
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