Chapter 1253 I&##x27;m Not Mad at You

The designated driver drove the car into the garage.

After Jessica paid him, the driver asked her enthusiastically, "Do you need me to take Mr. Carl
upstairs?"

"No need." Jessica rejected the driver's offer and dragged Carl out of the car. After getting the car key,
she said, "Thank you."

She wanted to ask the driver for help, but to be touched by others was Carl's pet peeve.

Carl leaned against Jessica's body, and opened his eyes somewhat sleepily. Drunken, he was
somewhat unresponsive.

He was taller than Jessica, so he had to look down to see her face clearly.

After staring at Jessica's face for a long time, he smiled, as if he finally confirmed that she was Jessica.
"Jessica."

Sluggish as he was, his smile appeared to be silly.

Facing such a Carl, Jessica kept her temper and silently pulled him into the elevator.

"Why are you ignoring me?" Carl asked with a slight lisp.

Jessica glared at him. "Shut up."

He was heavy and the smell of alcohol was pungent, so she didn't want to talk to him.

When Carl was drunk, he wouldn't make a scene or make any noise, and behaved himself.

Jessica told him to shut up, so he listened and didn't say anything else.



This made it easier for Jessica to bring the drunk home.

Jessica entered her house and threw Carl onto the sofa. She then turned around, intending to serve
him a glass of water.

No sooner did she lift her foot than she felt a movement behind her. Looking back, she found Carl
staggered to his foot and was about to follow her.

"Sit still." Jessica pulled a face on purpose.

"Okay." Carl gingerly looked at her and sat down.

Jessica quickly got a glass of water for him. Carl was still sitting on the sofa as before, without even
changing his sitting posture. He lowered his head in silence like an autistic child.

Jessica did not think too much. When Carl was drunk, he always behaved like this.

Just as she was about to hand him the water, she saw him suddenly look up and stare at her with
indescribable grievance in his eyes.

They looked at each other for half a second. Carl said grievously, "I'll help you with your homework.
Don't be angry with me."

"What?" Jessica had graduated from university for many years. She didn't need his help for her
homework.

Carl had drunk far too much.

"Have some water." Jessica did not intend to listen to his nonsense, so she directly handed the cup
close to his lips.

However, Carl lost his temper, and he turned his face away in a tough manner.



"Carl..."

"I want to help with your homework."

They spoke at almost the same time, but Carl's voice was louder, drowning out hers.

She remembered that when she was young, she asked Carl to do help her with her homework. But he
did not always do as she told.

Sometimes, he would ask her to do her homework by herself strictly.

But she was spoiled. If he didn't help her, she would be angry and snub him for several days.

Jessica's eyes softened. She squatted in front of him and said softly, "I'm not angry with you. I've
finished all my homework."

"Really?" Carl's eyes lit up.

"Yes." Jessica nodded.

Carl grinned and pointed at the cup in Jessica's hand. "I want water."

After Jessica handed him the cup, she did not let it go immediately, for she was afraid that he was
drunk and would not be able to hold the cup steadily.

In fact, Carl was indeed unable to hold the cup steadily.

Jessica had to stand up. She sat beside him and fed him water.

Then, she took Carl to the guest room.


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