Sivan's anger was real. There was no need to pretend. "How could these people say that to you? It is
clearly Jessica and the others who go too far. You just want to help me..."
Sivan forcefully squeezed her eyes twice and looked at Carl with red eyes. "Sorry, it's my fault. This
video is actually..."
While observing Carl's expression, she thought of a reason to explain the video to Carl.
Carl interrupted her, "It's okay. You don't need to explain it to me. I believe you. You must have hit Molly
because she said something hurtful."
Sivan was surprised. She had prepared a bunch of excuses, and they turned out to be useless
because of Carl's words.
After a brief moment of shock, Sivan's heart was filled with ecstasy.
She knew better than anyone that this video was solid proof, that she was the one who attacked first.
She indeed intentionally attacked Molly that day to force Jessica out.
She was no fool, nor did she think that Carl was stupid enough to believe her excuse. She had been
planning on fooling him if he didn't believe her.
However, Carl chose to believe her without asking for an explanation.
If she had doubts about Carl before, then now it was gone.
Carl really fell in love with her and didn't even care about his basic principles.
In other words, she had won Carl's heart completely. Sivan lowered her eyes to cover up the ecstasy in
her eyes.
When she raised her head again, her eyes brimmed over with tears. "But those people are cursing
you..."
"It doesn't matter if I get scolded, as long as they can leave you alone." Carl took a napkin and put it in
Sivan's hand. He said gently, "Don't worry. I won't let those who hurled abuse on you off."
Sivan wiped her tears and smiled.
Carl straightened up and said, "My mother came. I have to go pick her up and have dinner with her. Go
to bed early after dinner."
"Your mother came? Then let me go pick her up with you." Sivan had only met Carl's mother once
before the New Year.
After she married into the Jones family, she would have to get along well with Carl's mother. It would be
good to have a formal meeting with her in advance.
"No need. I told my mother that you're not well. You just need to stay in the hospital." Carl didn't give
Sivan another chance to speak. "I'll see you later."
Sivan was a little unhappy. She wanted to say she was fine, but on second thought, it was because of
her poor health that Carl was able to accompany her every day. Carl said that because he cared about
her.
Thinking of this, she wasn't that angry anymore.
At a coffee shop near the hospital.
As soon as Carl entered, he saw Nicole sitting by the window.
"Mom." Carl walked over and sat down opposite Nicole.
Nicole loved Jessica very much. This time, the matter was quite sensational. She had heard about it.
Furthermore, judging from the comments on Weibo, Carl hadn't handled it properly, so she was mad at
Carl.
Nicole used to be a research scientist. She was a serious person in nature. When Carl was young, she
was very strict to him. His father was henpecked and didn't dare to interfere. Carl had been respectful
for and afraid of Nicole ever since his childhood.
The feelings of guilt and fear that he felt after making a mistake when he was young returned.
Carl cleared his throat and turned to order coffee to ease the embarrassment.
"A latte, please," he said to the barista.
Nicole sneered and turned to the barista with a smile. "No latte. He's not very clear-headed. Serve a
cup of ice to sober him up."
Nicole loved Jessica very much. This time, the matter was quite sensational. She had heard about it.
Furthermore, judging from the comments on Weibo, Carl hadn't handled it properly, so she was mad at
Carl.
Nicole used to be a research scientist. She was a serious person in nature. When Carl was young, she
was very strict to him. His father was henpecked and didn't dare to interfere. Carl had been respectful
for and afraid of Nicole ever since his childhood.
The feelings of guilt and fear that he felt after making a mistake when he was young returned.
Carl cleared his throat and turned to order coffee to ease the embarrassment.
"A latte, please," he said to the barista.
Nicole sneered and turned to the barista with a smile. "No latte. He's not very clear-headed. Serve a
cup of ice to sober him up."
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