Chapter 1245 Stop Caring About Her Image

When Jessica woke up, she found herself lying on the carpet beside the bed. She was still wearing the
clothes from yesterday, with a wine bottle in her hand.

She shook the bottle and found that it was still half full. She slept on the ground all night, but the wine
did not spill out.

How awesome was she!

Putting the bottle aside, she shook her head and got up from the ground, feeling tired and
uncomfortable. She drank so much at the party last night that she didn't even remember how she got
back here.

Jessica stretched her legs, walked to the window and opened the curtains.

In front of the French windows in her sea-view room, the morning light immediately shone in when the
curtains were opened.

The sun was rising slowly above the horizon at the moment, and the scene was as beautiful as a
picture.

Jessica took a deep breath with the view. However, she was only intoxicated for three seconds.

She was interrupted by the ringtone of her phone. It was exclusive to her manager Abby. As long as
she heard it, she knew it was Abby.

Jessica stopped enjoying the view and turned around to look for her phone. It was not on the floor, nor
on the sofa.

"Where is it?" Jessica looked around with a confused expression. In the end, she found her phone at
the entrance of the room.



Jessica cleared her throat and said softly, "Good morning, dear Abby."

"Stop it," Abby was unmoved and said coldly, "When will you be back?"

"You know, my best friend is married. She only gets married once, so I must stay by her side. So...,"
Jessica said, "Give me a few more days off!"

Abby said, "The wedding ended yesterday. Why does she still need your company? You are not her
husband."

"I...." Jessica felt like Abby was right. Summer and Leonardo were probably going to spend their
honeymoon together, and they didn't need her anymore.

Suddenly, she felt a little sad.

Abby said, "I'll pick you up at the airport tomorrow night." Then, she hung up the phone immediately.

Jessica sighed. Forget it, as it was useless to act cute to Abby.

Fortunately, Abby asked her to return to Hoover City tomorrow night. She could take the flight tonight.

Jessica took a shower and changed her clothes. Without putting on any makeup, she went out to the
cafeteria for breakfast.

After all, no paparazzi were here to take photos of her. When she was not working, she didn't like to
dress up and preferred to act casually.

When she walked out of her room, the door opposite her room also opened.

Carl walked out, dressed casually. His hair was still wet, and there were small droplets of water on his
hair.



He was lazy enough not to dry his hair. Jessica glanced at him, and turned to walk towards the
cafeteria.

Carl followed her and walked beside her, looking at her face frequently.

Jessica was annoyed by his gaze, so she turned around and asked, "What are you looking at?"

"You are not wearing makeup, again?" Carl was accustomed to Jessica's temperament. He actually
liked it when Jessica acted rude to him.

Jessica said, "It's none of your business."

Carl paused, "Of course it is of my business. I'm your boss. You can't stop caring about your image just
because no one knows you here."

Jessica didn't want to answer him. Carl was just trying to continue the conversation.

It was because he found out he could rarely see Jessica now.

Jessica seemed to deliberately avoid him. Or perhaps, she simply didn't want to see him.

Regardless of the reason, it really made him sad.


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