I sighed. Half a year ago, I noticed his health was deteriorating, so I pre-ordered the nutritional meal plan for six months. It seemed someone used my name to place the order.
Carl dialed Lindsay's number with a grim expression.
“Carl, when are you coming back? The bridal shop delivered the wedding dress. I want to try it on with you.”
However, he didn’t have the patience to humor her. He asked directly, "That nutritional meal … wasn't it you who ordered it?"
Lindsay, on the other end, clearly froze. "Carl … have you found out?
"Yes… I did."
Lindsay burst into tears, sobbing uncontrollably. "Carl, I didn’t mean to deceive you. It’s just that your condition was so bad at the time, I had to pretend it was me who ordered it so you’d eat!”
“I didn’t want to see your body wasting away day by day. I just wanted you to get better…”
Hearing the girl’s heartfelt confession, Carl’s furrowed brows instantly relaxed. “I understand now. I have misunderstood you.”
Carl kept on asking, "However, the last person Alison saw before she left was you. Did you hear where she was going?"