She obviously liked herself so much.
His heart was filled with regret, he didn't know why, but he just regretted that he shouldn't have been so indifferent to Klara in the first place.
Klara packed up her things and prepared to leave, Kaleb watched but could not do anything, he did not even know what to say.
"By the way, there's something."
Klara, who was packed and ready to leave, suddenly stopped and looked back.
Kaleb jerked his head up at the sound of the familiar voice, his eyes shining with hope.
"What is it you want to say."
"This thing is for you."
Klara's soft, warm hand suddenly landed in his, and his heart blossomed for a moment with some overwhelming shyness.
Until he lowered his head with this complicated expression and saw what Klara placed in his hand.
Klara, the ghostly medicine woman, medicine to the disease, something to call: 15xxxxxxxx7.
His just shy expression froze, speaking from experience, it was a business card.
But this one looked too...
"Kaleb, you are now officially my patient, so if you have the chance, you are welcome to visit my clinic again."
Klara's face was full of expectation and her tone was serious.
But these words brought the atmosphere down to zero.
Everyone looked at the business card, which was also the color of a small advertisement, and couldn't help but shake their heads.
"It was my fault just now, Kaleb would have woken up, it was a coincidence."
"Yes, what acupuncture or acupuncture, I think it's because she didn't do it gently, and made the senior painful to wake up, right?"
"Ghost medicine woman? What the hell, she is really stupid."
Disdainful voices rang out everywhere, and everyone was talking and shaking their heads, but Klara didn't care.
She turned around and left, her back dashing, without hesitation.
Kaleb was holding the card in his hand, still feeling the warmth of Klara on it, and his heart was beating wildly.
At the same moment.
In the SUV outside the villa door.
Stanley was talking to Denis on the phone.
"Is everything going well at your place? You left in such a hurry."
Denis couldn't contain the worry in his voice.
"Yeah."
Stanley only gave a low muffled hmm, then ordered.
"That machine for the quiz, this time you send it directly to me."
Just now he was so worried that he lost his sense of proportion and left in such a hurry that he didn't even take the measuring machine.
After explaining that there is nothing to do, Stanley has never been a person who wants to chat, said immediately ready to hang up the phone.
Denis shouted again from the phone that had been taken away...
"Wait a minute, wait a minute."
Stanley couldn't help but pick up the phone and put it to his ear again.
"What is it again?"
"Stanley..."
Denis squirmed, feeling as if the next line he was about to say sounded familiar.
"There's something I don't know if I should say..."
Stanley white-eyed.
"Say it."
"It's that...you and Klara, aren't you on good terms?"
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