Jessica was wondering if what they said was true.
After Carl agreed to break up with her yesterday, he went out for a party and took Sophia home.
Thinking of this, Jessica laughed.
Well, it had nothing to do with her.
In the afternoon, Jessica went to the hospital to take out stitches.
Molly had called her at noon to ask about this.
Jessica had been free recently, but Molly was quite busy and had a lot of things to do.
When Molly contacted her at noon, Jessica said that she could go to the hospital with her assistant. But Molly was still worried and decided to go to the hospital with her.
Therefore, when Jessica and her assistant arrived at the hospital, Molly was also there.
"Jessica." When Molly saw Jessica, she ran over and walked beside her. "I went to see a doctor just now. The doctor is waiting for you inside. You can go over and take out the stitches."
"I thought you'd just arrived." It turned out that Molly had arrived earlier than her and had gone to the doctor.
"Of course! I have to ask the doctor about the situation first." Molly held Jessica's arm and walked to the doctor.
"It's not a big deal." Jessica did not care about it.
"What if there's a scar?"
"So what? I can still rely on my appearance to
make a living." Jessica joked with Molly.
"That makes sense," Molly said.
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It didn't hurt much to take out the stitches. It was just that the whole process looked a little scary.
When the doctor came, Jessica turned away and did not watch how the doctor took out the stitches.
Molly said seriously, "I see."
She looked up at the sky, checked the time, and said to Jessica, "I have no schedule in the afternoon. Let me take you home."
"I'm just taking out the stitches and I'm not crippled. You don't have to take care of me like you're taking care of a disabled person." Jessica was helpless.
Molly remained silent for a moment before compromising, "Alright."
Jessica and her assistant left by car.
Molly watched as their car went far away.
She put her hands on her waist in annoyance and stood there for a moment. Suddenly she seemed to think of something. She took out her phone and walked towards her car.
That photo wasn't that simple.
It was highly likely that the photo was not synthetic, but she was not sure yet.
Molly was certain that there was no need for Jessica to lie to her about this. There must be something else behind that photo.
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