Summer’s Point of View
In the space of a split second, he released his hold on my waist, pulled my wrist firmly, and shoved me solidly into the bed. Before I had the chance to respond, he swiftly lifted both my arms up above my head and buried his teeth in my shoulder.
His movements were so fast that I could not keep up with what was going on. It was like I was soaring through the sky, pursuing something intangible and elusive. And as soon as I comprehended what he had done to me, I rapidly elevated my foot to kick him.
“Mr. Carter, what on earth do you think you are doing?” I looked at him in surprise as I tried to kick him, yet he was quicker and locked my legs with his knee, then pushing his other knee in between my thighs, not allowing me to move.
“What am I doing, you ask?” he asked, grinning slightly before glancing down at my somewhat exposed breast. “Don’t act virgin. We both are aware of who typically insists on sex and who made the loudest moans on the first night we spent together—”
“Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!”
His outrageous words had caused my face to become a deep shade of red, like a tomato. Hearing the details of our intimate moments, even though I could not recall them on my own, was a very embarrassing situation for me. I mean… what is the purpose? Doesn’t he hate me?
Surely, he should be contented with the fact that I am no longer insisting on having sexual intercourse. Who is the sensible woman who will throw away her husband's bed in order to sleep with him?
“Do you still have a shy nature? I have seen all there is to see in your body,” he said, his voice held a sarcastic quality.
“Yeah, right? And why do you have to remind your soon-to-be ex-wife of that?”
Gradually, I felt his grip on me weaken because of the words that I had stated. He seemed to come to his senses, quickly got off the bed, and fixed the towel, which was still tied around his waist. After that, he cleared his throat, and he spoke again with his intense eyes and dispassionate tone.
“Tomorrow is the birthday of Senior Carter, my grandfather. You must come.”
“And why is that?” I met his haughty stare with my own. However, I noticed his eyes lingering on my chest and I felt as if he had seen straight through my soul. Without thinking, I covered my chest and then continued to ask, “Does he know that I have amnesia?”
“No.”
“Then, why am I going? I’m sure I don’t know anyone there and maybe—”
He cut in over my question, his voice sharp. “It’s not my problem anymore.” He then turned around.
I let out a huff of frustration, then set my shoulders back. I would just spend my time sleeping instead of talking and seeing him.
I could feel my eyelids growing heavy as I gradually faded into sleep. Right before the dream fully enveloped me, I felt the bed shake beneath me as someone climbed on it. I felt my cheek being touched by a cold, firm hand as a hazy memory filled my mind with an indistinguishable word.
“Your heart remains as icy as a frozen lake. It all felt the same to you before you lost your memory.”
The next day, I asked Celine to come with me to Senior Carter’s party, feeling overwhelmed at the thought of going alone.
We arrived at the venue at 8 in the evening, and the stars above twinkled in the dark sky. After the accident, I finally noticed the details of the world around me; the smell of freshly cut grass, the sound of a distant bird chirping, and the feeling of a cool breeze.
The tall lights glowed with a gentle radiance, and the people talked as if they were showing off their wealth.
As I surveyed the area, I noticed a hush come over the crowd and suddenly I was the center of everyone’s attention, all in a matter of seconds. Their eyes revealed diverging reactions. I noticed the air was thick with hatred, anger, and unhappiness when I stepped up. All I could hear were murmurs of discontent.
I lowered my voice and closed the distance between Celine and me, then asked, “Why do they look at me like that? Did I do anything wrong?”
Celine followed my gaze, and then she shrugged, releasing a small sigh of uncertainty. “I don’t know. You rarely included me on such occasions before, but that one time you called me while you were at the party, saying you had a fight with Amby Black. I remember when you called me in a panic; you said you had slipped and fallen into the swimming pool and needed me to bring a change of clothes. Those are the only things I remember for this kind of party.”
I stared at her face, feeling my skin prickle with the realization of why I had been through so much. And before I could ask another question, she spoke again, “You are not very open about your private life with me. The only thing you always tell me is about you and Mr. Carter.”
“Then do you know the reason I fell into the pool?”
“I recall you said someone shoved you, but regretfully, no one had faith in your words.”
“What happened after that?” I desperately asked her.
“Then, it ended.”
“What about Steven? What did he do then? Did he help me?” My heart was aflame in anticipation that Steven would support me, even in the face of such a scandal.
Celine shook and said, “It’s Amby’s cousin who pushed you.”
My throat felt dry and tight, and I managed a twisted smile. “He was not just head-over-heels for the girl, but he also had a soft spot for her dog.”
In the middle of our conversation, the room suddenly hushed as two people entered, their presence drawing all eyes to them. The woman wore a high ponytail, revealing her long slender neck with a white pearl necklace. Her outfit was complete with a sleek black tube top and matching skirt. Her statuesque figure and effortless grace make her a natural model.
Beside her, the man was smartly dressed in a light gray, tailored tuxedo. As Amby and my husband walked inside, their arms were intertwined in a gentle embrace. After their grand entrance, I felt the energy in the room shift, with whispers rippling through the air.
“Mr. Carter and Miss Amby are really something! If only Summer Ramey hadn’t pulled a dirty trick, they’d definitely be married by now!”
I looked where the voice came from and saw two women who also looked at me. When the other girl heard what her friend said, she bumped her arm and then looked up to see me staring. As a result, they both scurried away.
But what I thought was the end of their gossip at me was added by another guest,” Why are they scared? A karma had descended upon her family, signaling the end of their good days. Her princess-like life is over. Yes, she was married to Steven Carter, but that was about it. She has nothing to brag about now, so who else is she to act arrogant until now?”
“I agree! I remembered that she always caused trouble whenever she attended a party. She consistently humiliates those in her presence and cannot recognize her own inappropriate behavior.”
As I stood there, my body felt as if it had frozen like a block of ice and I desperately wanted to go home. Nonetheless, Celine comfort me with her words of reassurance, “ignore what they are saying. It is obvious that those people are envious of you because they know they could never be in the same situation as you are right now.”
I was on the verge of nodding and regaining my composure, but the loud voice that shouted my name caused me to become even more uneasy. “Summer Ramey! Is there really no shame left in your body? If only Amby Black hadn’t gone elsewhere for treatment, do you think you would be married to Steven Carter?! Remember that if something is taken without permission, it will stay taken and will no longer be yours.”
I looked around, and everyone was already cheering.
“After a long absence, she has returned to take possession of what is rightfully hers. To err on the side of caution, it is much wiser to stay away rather than risk the chance of being taken away as trash.”
My eyes again sought the woman who shamed me in front of those who praised my husband and his mistress. Nonetheless, instead of finding her, I noticed Steven's glue-like stare directed at me.His gaze was not fixed on me, but it was directed towards my neck and the slight exposure of my chest. Adding a unique touch to the formal event gown I was wearing, I had a slit design on the side of my legs.I was just about to return to him the strange stare he was giving me. However, when my eyes turned back to his and Amby's eyes, a woman entered behind them wearing a Maxi Dress and her echoing stilettos up to five inches long. The red of her lips matched the excitement of the evening and her ponytail was styled so high that it was appeared like she was the star of the night.She rushed in front of me while chewing gum and raising her eyebrows. After she had stopped, she gave me an impish grin that revealed her intentions to tease me."Long time no see, great pretender," she taunted.I return
I was feeling restless and anxious as we made our way to the hallway that was lined with a red carpet. I wanted to think about when this night was going to be over, but how could I do that when the man's eyes behind me were drilling into my back?I knew I could not put it off any longer, so I paused my steps and bravely looked him in the eyes. Drawing in a deep breath, I said, “I'm not here for your entertainment, Mister Carter, so kindly take your eyes off my back. There is nothing enjoyable here but my bare skin.”"That's what I'm wondering about. You know it's not a good view, so why did you even thought wearing backless," he said and maintained his cold air.Despite the hallway being too dark for the sun to penetrate, his eyes radiated a powerful energy, though they were dark and tranquil.They typical Steven Carter. Elegant and majestic.I was jolted out of my trance when I realized his words. I gritted my teeth because I was so irritated and astounded because he still had time to
Summer's Point of ViewSteven tightened his jaw and the coldness of surroundings fell into his eyes. “Have you ever seen a Lion in a raging state because someone else had taken away its prey?”I shook my head disapprovingly and then I turned away from him in repugnance, as the overbearing tone of his words was unbearable. I immediately made my way to the elevator to go to the banquet hall, where I was planning on finding Celine.As the door closed, I heard him once again say, “I warned you countless times, Summer. Are you trying to test my limits by doing this?”In the end, I ignored him completely.When I reached the banquet hall, I scanned the room with my eyes, desperate to glimpse Celine, yet I couldn't spot her. Somehow, the guests seemed to have such a good time that it distracted them from me, which resulted in their gossip about me dissipating. Nonetheless, to my dismay, on my way back out to the spot I had left Celine, the server bumped into me and drenched me with a cocktai
Summer’s Point of ViewThe room seemed to shrink around me, and the air was filled with tension, depriving me of breath. The noise was so chaotic, compounded by my anger at Hailey and my pity for Celine. It was because of me she found herself in this situation, and I had no way of giving her any sort of aid.A wave of exhaustion was washing over me, and I felt my eyes beginning to close of their own accord as I estimated that my body would soon collapse. Unexpectedly, Hailey’s face was once again visible in the wave of people.“Her! That woman tried to kill Jay Brown! Perhaps she found out that Jay is from a rich family, so she tried to seduce him and when she failed, she attempted to kill him—”“You liar! You have no evidence that she did that! Celine will never do that!” Desperately trying to catch my breath, I shouted out to Hailey.Even though I was feeling weaker and the darkness in my vision was encroaching, this was not the time to focus on my own needs. Celine was there when n
Summer’s Point of ViewSteven went ahead while I assisted Celine in cleaning her face. As the crowd dispersed, I caught Hailey's quietness. I simply stayed away from her and did not argue any further because it was often said that there was no use in trying to persuade someone with a very unyielding mindset.I quietly returned to the dressing room with Celine. I gestured for her to sit on the bed and implored her to remain in that position and not to leave. “Hang on just a little longer, and I promise I will do everything.”The trauma of the incident still seemed to be present as she remained silent and could not break her gaze from the floor. As I did not want to be too pushy, I left the room and went to the other room where Steven was.As soon as I entered the room, the icy blast of the air conditioner greeted me. Despite how freezing it was in the room, I still felt like I was being scalded every time Steven's gaze fell upon me. It turned out that his dispute with my outfit was not
Summer’s Point of ViewAs we stepped into the Senior’s room, I could sense an unmistakable apprehension in the mood. Earlier when I greeted him, he tried to contain his temper, but now his loathing was evident in me because of the turmoil I created at his birthday celebration. Even though I couldn't stand Steven, I still feel the need to use him as a shield.“Summer Ramey! From then until now, you have been hindering my family from living in peace! Don't you find it exhausting to feel the shame of your past actions, and now bothering about offending one of our business partners?” The loud and distinct voice of the Senior reverberated off the walls of the room.“No, grandpa. That is not—”“What could my family have possibly done to make you act this way?!” He rumbled again. “You—ack… ack... ack!”As the Senior was in the middle of expressing himself, he suddenly touched his chest, and started coughing one after the other, and the intensity of his anger had left him gasping for air and
Summer’s Point of ViewThe next day, I went to the police station where Celine had been taken into custody. I had been meaning to do this the evening before, however; I had no one to turn to for help in locating where she had been detained. It was a stroke of luck that the news of her whereabouts spread quickly like a wildfire on the internet, and I was able to discover her location.But when I got there, I was confronted with the bitter smell of disappointment.“We’re sorry. She can’t bail out, Missus Carter.”“What? It was merely a self-defense…” I was baffled, but not shocked that such a thing could occur because Celine and I had offended a powerful family. Yet I still tried to explain my case to the police, though I knew they wouldn't be able to help.“But there is no evidence to say that what Miss Celine did was self-defense. If there is something to prove it or even a small piece of evidence, we will definitely investigate the case thoroughly,” the man said solemnly. And as he c
Summer's Point of View The two women eyed me skeptically, their eyebrows raised in disbelief. They looked at each other as the corner of their mouths twitching with the effort of suppressing laughter, until the first woman spoke, "Mister Carter ordered us not to let anyone into his office. If you're indeed the renowned Missus Carter, shouldn't you have phoned ahead so he could give us permission to grant you access?" "Miss, I don't have time—" I was interrupted as she grabbed the book list, her voice ringing out, "If you can be patient, I'll check if you're on the list of his appointments so I can inform him and he can wave you in." I clenched my fists and gritted my teeth, trying to keep my patience. I was convincing myself that the reason they didn't know me was because they weren't part of the elite circle, like the people who knew me. But on second thought... didn't Steven even introduce me as his wife to his employees? "Miss... I can't find your name." The woman closed the bo