Emily went home and put the selling information about her car on the Internet. She didn't think of this before and asked Joyce to help. It could be sold on the Internet, which was so convenient. As expected, it didn't take long after she put it on the Internet as someone looking for her and saying that they were very interested in her car.
Emily hurriedly pressed the keyboard to reply, sending a few more pictures of the car and the invoice, and then it was a deal.
Soon, her PayPal received a text message that was so fast that she couldn't believe it.
"Ah, I actually sold it." Emily stared at PayPal's balance and exclaimed happily.
"What was sold?" Franklin came back just in time and heard her said this when he pushed the door.
Emily smiled and said, "What else can there be? It's the car. I thought it would be very troublesome, but I don't expect it to be sold so soon. The customer didn't even bargain. What a rich man."
Franklin chuckled and rubbed her hair, "It's just a car. It won't cost much and you even make a fuss about it."
Emily grimaced, "It's really easy for you to say that but it is more than a million dollars. If I had so much money before, I wouldn't have married you."
"You married me just because of money?"
"At least it was then." Emily pursed her lips.
Franklin was sullen, then he looked at her and asked, "What about now?"
"Now..."
Emily pursed her lips. She hesitated and didn't know what to say when she thought about the time they had spent together and the things Lucas said today.
"What about now?" Franklin approached her and pinched her chin.
Emily sighed and said helplessly, "This question is too complicated. I don't know how to answer it. But I want to ask you something. Can you tell me the truth?"
"What is it, just say it."
"You keep telling me not to trust Ivy too much, because last time I was splashed ink by Lily, did you know that Ivy was the main culprit?" Emily asked.
Franklin frowned and looked at her, "Who told you that?"
"You don't have to care who told me. You just tell me whether it was or not." Emily was angry at his attitude. It was the truth but he was just hiding it for Ivy on purpose.
Franklin let go of her and said calmly, "This is a complicated matter. I have taught Lily a lesson before so she doesn't have the guts to trouble you. However, she found my mother and thought that she had my mother to rely on to splash ink on you. I've dealt with this matter. No matter who it is, he or she won't do anything bad to you in the future, so just forget it."
"Your mother? Is it really your mother or Ivy?" Emily asked.
Franklin said, "I don't have any evidence to prove that it had anything to do with Ivy, but I guess she was really responsible That's why I keep warning you not to be close to her. You will in a muddle if she tricks you."
"Well, then why didn't you tell me earlier, since you already knew? Or do you know what kind of person she is in your mind, but you dare not admit that. Or is it that no one but you and Harry can slander and despise her?" Emily said angrily.
Franklin said, "I didn't mean that."
Emily was softhearted when she heard that he was willing to accompany her to visit her mother.
She had visited her mother alone several times before. Franklin was so busy with work that he couldn't free from it so that every time she went there, her mother would ask if there was something wrong with their relationship and she was abandoned by him.
Now he offered to go with her, she certainly would agree and those dissatisfied matters in her hearts were also forgiven. Originally, they all knew it was just a contractual marriage as they got married.
After dinner, they went to the sanatorium together.
"Wait a minute. There's some nutrition in the trunk. Give it to your mother, too!"
Franklin got off the car first and stopped as soon as Franklin asked her to take the .
How could the driver let Emily take it by herself so he quickly got off the car and opened the trunk to take out the health care sets.
They were all expensive gifts like cubilose and Saussurea involucrata. Emily was a little uncomfortable, "You don't have to buy such expensive gifts. My mother usually doesn't eat them."
"That's her business, but I can decide the what to buy for her," Franklin said.
He took two gift boxes, put his arm around her shoulders, and walked into the elevator.
Emily was speechless at his extravagant behavior, but she knew that he was always stubborn and it was useless to say anything. Anyway, he didn't care about the money, so she just let him do this, and it would be good for her mother to eat these things.
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