Carl spent ten days writing the script and shamelessly sought Hailey’s help, doing everything for Nana and their daughter.
Now he had sold the script and found a suitable house, but Nana heartlessly rejected him.
Carl couldn’t understand it, feeling extremely distressed. He didn’t understand why, despite always standing by Nana’s side, they were still facing the verge of breaking up.
“Nana, can’t we take care of our baby together?” Carl pleaded when he saw Nana remaining silent, reaching out to hold her hand.
But Nana quickly pulled his hand away.
“I’m sorry, Carl. I’m mentally exhausted and tired of this chaotic life,” Nana politely refused, not wanting to see Carl caught in the middle between her and Mrs. Waters.
Perhaps fate was just like that-despite being suitable for each other in every aspect, they couldn’t escape their lack of destiny.
Seeing Nana’s determination in her eyes, Carl took a deep breath, unwilling to give up.
“Give me a chance, please. I promise to give you a peaceful life from now on, and I promise not to let anything happen to the baby…”
He was still trying to persuade her when suddenly the sound of a child crying came from the room.
“I’ll go check.”
Upon hearing that their daughter was awake, Nana hurriedly walked towards the bedroom without even acknowledging Carl, who followed closely behind. He watched as Nana lifted their daughter and gently patted her bottom to soothe her.
Seeing their daughter, something that should have brought joy, Carl noticed that she looked thinner and smaller compared to other babies of the same age due to being born prematurely and falling seriously ill. This made him feel even more heartbroken.
Nana tried to calm their daughter for a long time without success. Unable to bear being a bystander at the bedroom door, Carl stepped forward and extended his hands.
“Let me try comforting Janelle.”
Carl’s voice was gentle, hoping that Nana wouldn’t refuse him even when he held their child.
Fortunately, Nana handed their daughter to Carl, sighing, “Janelle got scared a couple of days ago, and now she drinks very little milk powder during each feeding. She randomly wakes up crying every time she falls asleep.”
Upon hearing this, Carl immediately linked it to the incident of Grace’s miscarriage. He didn’t have the slightest sympathy for Grace but focused all his emotions and attention on Nana and their daughter.
With a trace of heartache in his eyes, Carl became even more worried. He pleaded, “Nana, just come with me. I found a good location for the new house. I’ve rented it, and I’m sure you’ll like it. This way, I can take care of both of you.”
Nana pursed her lips and remained silent, but she noticed that their daughter stopped crying shortly after Carl started comforting her.
Could it be that the child felt closer to her father?
With Carl’s repeated requests, Nana’s heart began to waver.
However, before she could respond, the sound of the door opening came from outside.
Their conversation was interrupted, and Nana turned around to see her parents coming in with bags of vegetables and fish. She took their daughter from Carl and said, “Let me hold her. You go greet my parents.”
After speaking, Nana sat on the edge of the bed, ready to continue soothing the child to sleep.
In order to successfully bring Nana to the new place to live, Carl put on a friendly face and greeted Jerry and Tracy.
“Mr. and Mrs. Lawson, you bought so many groceries!”
It was obvious that he was trying to find something to say, but his face was full of smiles.
However, Jerry and Tracy didn’t have a good expression. Upon learning that Nana had been slapped by Mrs. Waters, they decided to be at odds with the Waters family from then on.
Jerry’s face darkened, and he bluntly said, “Carl, it’s not that we’re unreasonable, but your mother is difficult to get along with. Our daughter has either been mistreated or wronged in your house.”
Tracy, frowning, scolded Carl, “When your mother swelled half of Nana’s face, you may not have cared, but as parents, we were heartbroken. From childhood to adulthood, neither her father nor I have ever laid a finger on her.”
It was only at this moment that Carl learned about the incident that had happened and the omissions he was unaware of.
His face froze and suddenly felt embarrassed in front of them.
Carl bowed deeply and even wanted to receive the slap on his own face as an apology on behalf of his mother.
However, Jerry promptly held him back, sensing Carl’s dilemma and not being as rigid in his attitude as before.
“Carl, I don’t deny your feelings for Nana, but your family…”
Jerry shook his head and advised with seriousness, “You better handle your own family affairs first. Otherwise, we won’t feel at ease leaving Nana and our granddaughter in your care.”
Upon hearing Jerry’s refusal, Carl had nothing to say.
After all, the current situation at home was indeed chaotic. Taking Nana to rent a house outside was merely an escape without any real solution.
“Alright then, you make a valid point. I’ll come back for them once I sort everything out.”
Carl reluctantly agreed and then left the Lawson family with a dejected look.
As soon as he stepped outside, the glaring sunlight above made him dizzy.
In a daze, Carl’s mood sank even lower, losing interest even in the scheduled appointment for the second script.
A person only has motivation when striving for a goal. Now that Carl had just suffered a setback, he felt that nothing he did held any meaning anymore.
As for fulfilling his promise to Jerry, it seemed so distant and unattainable.
With a sense of dejection, Carl sat in the car, lost in thought.
“Ding ding!”
At that moment, he heard his phone ringing on the dashboard. He picked it up and saw that it was a call from Hailey.
“Hailey, is there a problem with the script?”
On the other end of the line, Hailey heard Carl’s lackluster voice and immediately guessed that he had been rejected by Nana.
However, as his agent, Hailey had to focus on official matters first.
“The script is fine. I wanted to inform you that I successfully connected you with a production crew, but for now, you can only work as an assistant director. If you’re interested, you can give it a try.”
In addition to writing scripts, Carl also wanted to try his hand at directing in order to earn more money for baby formula.
After working on TV dramas for several years, he had spent more time on set than at home. Therefore, he was quite familiar with the role of a director.
After contemplating for a moment, Carl responded to his agent, “Alright, I’ll start as an assistant director then. When do we start?”
“Why the rush? You should at least communicate with the production crew first.”
Hailey chuckled softly over the phone and quickly arranged a meeting time with Carl.
At the same time, as Carl was driving to meet his agent, a white sedan slowly entered the neighborhood where the Lawson family resided.
“This place… it’s so run-down. No wonder they have no manners!”
Mrs. Waters sat in the car, surveying the facilities within the old neighborhood. Whether it was the greenery or the houses, she felt a sense of superiority, looking down on everything.