Summer Sweetheart novel (Leonardo and Summer)

Chapter 1700: Pretending to Be Something

Even if Carl could not forget Jessica, she was his only wife.

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After following Carl for so many years, she always hoped that Carl could see her goodness and love.

Now that Carl was finally willing to be with her, what other request could she have?

In her youthful years, she had fantasized countless times that Carl would love her as much as she

loved him.

But now, after so many changes, she also changed.

Love was not the most important.

What she needed was the marriage. She had to be his wife. It was too important to her. Not only was it

the love she longed for, but it was also the glory she wanted.

She wouldn't love someone so purely anymore.

That was normal, wasn't it? The older you were, the less pure love you would have.

Sophia felt that she was right.

Thus, she stopped.

She did not know why Carl wanted to be with her, but she would take this opportunity. She only wanted

to be his wife.

Once people had less hope, they would find their goals easier to achieve.

She wanted Carl to know that she was the most suitable candidate for his wife.

No one knew about Sophia's thoughts, even if she was touched by herself.

Molly put away the wheelchair and sat in the car. Seeing Carl walking over, she did not start the car.

Instead, she turned to look at Jessica and said, "Jessica, Carl is coming."

"I'm not blind. I saw it." Jessica leaned back in her chair, her tone lazy.

Carl had already arrived.

Jessica looked at him and raised her eyebrows slightly. He was so tall that it only took him several

seconds.

If it was her, she would have to walk for about half a minute.

Realizing that she was thinking about such a boring thing, Jessica quickly regained her senses.

"Carl, what a coincidence." Molly lowered the window and smiled at Carl.

"What happened to the leg?" Carl looked at Molly but asked about Jessica.

Molly smiled. She knew that Carl pretended to be indifferent, just like Jessica.

She had called Carl long ago and told him about Jessica's injuries. But he pretended that he knew

nothing about it.

Molly felt that if she hadn't called him, she would have believed it.

"She accidentally fell. It's fine." As Molly spoke, she turned around and said to Jessica, who was sitting

behind her, "Is that right, Jessica?"

However, things were different from what Molly had thought. Jessica raised her eyes and looked

straight at Carl, "It's a little serious, but it doesn't matter. It will be fine."

She didn't just want to see Carl. She also wanted an opportunity to ask him questions.

As she had expected, Carl frowned after hearing her words.

"What did the doctor say?" Carl spoke a little faster than before. This was a sign of worry.