“I can’t trust you anymore. You just showed me that your words carry no weight, you almost seem pretentious...” Word by word, she spoke slowly but clearly, “You made a promise to me back in Grudin North and I trusted you. But by the looks of it, I guess your promise didn’t age well, huh?” Raine could not respond to what Summer said. Her innocent face flushed with embarrassment. “Also, there is something that I really don’t understand about you,” Summer said. “You told me that you don’t love him, yet you are seducing him behind my back, saying that you love him. So tell me, do you actually love him, or do you not?”Raine bit into her lip with her pearl white teeth, leaving a deep mark on her lower lip. Summer was still staring at her while she uttered these sharp words.“You said you had your reason, that you could not love him. That was the reason you left for three years. Since you already have a reason, shouldn’t you bury your feelings at the bottom of your heart? Shoul
The corner of her mouth curled up. Her heart was desolated and numbed by his words. The pain and chills she felt were indescribable. She felt like she had fallen into an ice pit, surrounded by walls of cold ice piercing through her soul. “I am your wife, is that enough for you?” she said softly as she lifted her head to look at him after a pause. ‘I am your wife…’Mark’s dark eyes twitched when he heard the phrase. “But apparently, that was all in my head. I thought I was your wife, but by the looks of it, I have once again overestimated myself.”Summer continued in a cold and flat voice. Though she still had a faint smile on her face, the pain could almost be heard through her voice.He looked at the face in front of him, the face that was as big as his palm, not too big nor too small. It looked so tough, yet so soft and delicate like a flower. Something tugged on his heartstrings, and he wanted to stretch out his arm and cup her face. The urge came so unexpectedly strong.
Raine played with the cutlery on the table, stealing glances at Mark. Yvette, on the other hand, was obviously upset by Summer’s behavior. ‘Does she even know her priorities? She should really have a better judgment, how could she spend so much time on a phone call on a day like this!’Jazz wanted to look for her outside but quickly discarded the thought after he saw Yvette’s expression. It was his brother’s birthday today. He really didn’t want to cause a scene and turn his day upside down. The clock was ticking. The dishes had all arrived at their table - some of them even got cold. But Summer was still nowhere to be seen. Mark lowered his head and checked the time on his wrist, squinting his eyes. It had already been 30 minutes since he left the washroom. Suddenly, Mark stood up and told everybody at the table, “I’ll go make a call…”As soon as he left the restaurant, his strides became wider. He walked as fast as the wind, heading towards the women’s restroom.Watchi
Raine put down the cutlery in her hand and said, “I’m also full. What about you, Jazz?”“Me too,” Jazz lifted his glass of wine and downed it again. He looked at the restaurant’s entrance, “But why is Summer still not back yet?”“She was feeling unwell, she told me before she left…” he said slowly.All three of them wanted to head back to Valentine Mansion, so Yvette had no choice but to follow.But, the hatred she had for Summer became even stronger. During her own husband’s birthday, she first answered a phone call for half an hour, then left early, claiming that she was not feeling well. ‘She was way too inconsiderate as a teacher!”In Moonlight Pub. The sound of the booming music was echoing around the place. People were grooving their bodies to the tunes on the dance floor, indulging themselves. Summer held on to her coat as she walked in. The first thing she noticed was Sherman beside the bar counter, drunk. She went over and sat beside Sherman. The pungent smell of
It was already past ten at night. Leaving a drunken woman alone in the bar was naturally unsafe.After a short while, Dean made his way to Moonlight Pub. He was so hasty, and he was still in his home slippers.After paying the bill, he helped Summer to her feet and walked out of the pub with her. All the walking sobered Summer up a little. She looked at him for a while and said dizzily, “What brought you here?”“I called you but the bartender picked up instead, he told me you are here.”“You called me?” Dean turned double before multiplying in front of her eyes. She shook her head and said, “Impossible...my phone is switched off...how…”She did not even bother to look at her phone when Mark called her, switching it off right away. It was just that she failed to recall. Her phone was switched back on because Sherman needed to use it after her phone died.Dean handed Summer her phone, “Look.”“Oops, the screen is on…” She blinked in surprise. She then tossed her phone right in
As he was walking down the stairs, Raine was already in the kitchen. She just stayed in the kitchen and did not walk out. That meant she must have heard everything he talked about with Jazz. Summer was still nowhere to be seen…And he looked worried about her…Mark went back to his room with his brows furrowed, his expression as dark as a moonless night sky. ‘It was already dark out, why is she not back yet? Where could she go?’He took out his phone, looking preoccupied. After a short while of contemplation, he squinted his eyes and phoned Daisy: “Mom.”Daisy sounded like she just woke up, responding nasally: “Oh, Mark. What’s going on?”“Is Summer home?” he said as he lit up another cigarette in between his two fingers. “No, is she not back in Valentine mansion yet? Goodness, this child is becoming more reckless. It’s already two in the morning and she’s still out!”“Maybe she’s caught up with some issues. I better not disturb you any further, goodnight.” Mark responded
Dean was in his military uniform. His face was stern when the camera captured him standing upright and saluting, his eyes filled with passion. Slowly, she regained her composure and got out of bed. She looked over to the clock—it was five in the morning.She massaged her temples to ease her throbbing head. She tried recalling whatever that had happened last night but to no avail.The most important question was—why on earth did Dean bring her here?As she left her room, something grabbed her ankle. Summer dropped her gaze and saw an endearing white dog welcoming her lively. It had a round body, similar to its shiny dark eyes. She had an instant connection with the dog and carried it in her arms. The dog was as friendly as it could be, licking her palms with its tongue. Hearing the commotion, "I'm awake," said Dean. Summer nodded while tucking her hair behind her ears. "Why am I here?" she asked.He poured her a cup of warm water and proceeded to explain himself, "I have a n
But as he watched her frail body shivering ever so slightly in the cold weather, Dean could not bear it and said, “Would it be better to talk somewhere else? It’s too cold out here.”As soon as he spoke, Mark shot him a cold stare. His knitted brows tightened even more, and he scoffed. His flat voice was piercing through his gritted teeth, “We’re talking here, as husband and wife. What is your concern?”He was the one who brought Summer home from the pub last night, and they spent a night together. Thinking about it was enough to agitate Mark as he desperately wanted to punch Dean in the face. Every nerve in his body was screaming in anger. Mark was just suppressing the urge!“It’s none of my business indeed. But can’t you see that she’s freezing out here? Her body is already shaking. Is this not enough for you to find a warmer place before resolving the issue between the both of you?”Summer smiled at Dean and said, “It’s alright, Dean. I’m not that cold. Besides, my head still