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.
...
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.
The doctor was very skilled and quickly finished it.
Jessica still felt a little painful, but it was nothing.
"Rest well. Get up and go to bed early. You should also pay attention to your diet...."
The doctor's instructions were the same as before.
Molly listened carefully and nodded in agreement, indicating that she would do as he said.
The doctor liked Molly, who was very careful as a patient's family, so his attitude towards Molly was
exceptionally good.
After leaving the hospital, Jessica found an excuse to send her assistant away. "How's the investigation
on that photo going?" She asked Molly.
"The person who sent the text message did not have his real name registered. I found the owner of the
phone, but there is evidence showing that the owner of the number has long since stopped using this
number. Someone else is the current user of this number."
Molly did not expect that a person would spend so much effort to deal with Jessica.
"If it really isn't easy to investigate, then call the police." Jessica was not afraid. This was not the first
time she had encountered such a thing.
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.
Molly did not expect that a person would spend so much effort to deal with Jessica.
"If it really isn't easy to investigate, then call the police." Jessica was not afraid. This was not the first
time she had encountered such a thing.
Molly said seriously, "I see."
She looked up at the sky, checked the time, and said to Jessica, "| 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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