It's already late...
Moreover, there were several missed calls on her cellphone, all from the café's phone number. It seemed that the café's staff had specially called to inquire since she hadn't shown up for work, right?
With that thought, she hurriedly got up to change clothes and then prepared to go downstairs to wash and rinse.
After washing up, Jessica Webb immediately opened the door, intending to leave.
But at this moment, she was surprised to find that there was a paper bag hanging on her apartment door...
She was puzzled for a moment, then opened the paper bag.
Inside, she found steaming porridge and steamed buns with fried dough sticks...
She paused, instinctively turning her head to glance at the apartment door opposite hers.
Was it Edward Noah Jackson who had hung it here?
She couldn't help but recall the last time she had a cold when, in the same way, medicine had been hung on the door handle.
