Nonchalantly, his eyes turned gloomy, but his lips were curled upwards. He started the car and left, leaving Dean far behind. “Keep this in mind, I don’t want to hear the word ‘divorce’ from you ever again!”“But what if I can’t help myself?” she said coldly on purpose. Mark’s eyes swept across her. He was annoyed and disgusted by her question, “Just keep it to yourself, and don’t ever think about it again!”“Why can’t I think about it?”“Stop asking why, keep your curiosity to yourself!”Summer sneered and said sarcastically, “How would you treat me if what had happened last night occurred again? As you can already see, I don’t get along with her very well. You can even say that I hate her. It’s unavoidable for us not to go against each other.But Mark didn’t give her any response. Instead, he was just driving silently with a deep look on his face. He was going very fast on the road as if to let out the frustration and anger in him. His silence did not spark the slightest d
Whenever he thought about her with another man, he was desperate to strangle Dean to death; his mood had instantly turned bad!She wanted a divorce because of that guy… Over his dead body!He scoffed coldly as he drove faster, leaving the school.Summer was organizing the student’s report cards. She was in a rush, so she had to speed up and finish it by tomorrow.She did not even have time for lunch. But one of her colleagues was kind enough to get her some food, which she ate after thanking her. The teacher smiled and said, “You married into such a good family. Your husband is THE president of Santabaca’s well known Valentine group. Why do you still want to work so hard? Besides, you’re already pregnant. You could just stay at home and let him take care of you, you know?”She paused for a moment, not saying anything. She smiled at the teacher and continued eating not long after. “You have a good life; you don’t have to work so hard. If I were you, I would definitely not take
She would rather live elsewhere than stay in Valentine Mansion, where she was not welcomed. Living outside was more carefree as well.As luck would have it, Summer came across a rental ad while she was walking. The house was perfect for her as well. She went to the address on the ad and met the landlord, who later showed her to her room. The room was very small. Both the living room and the bedroom were all small in size. But it was more than enough for one tenant alone. The place was clean and tidy. It was also close to the school. It only took ten something minutes to get there on foot, so it was really convenient for Summer. The only downside was the location of the apartment. It was in a dark alley with no streetlights whatsoever. The road leading to the apartment was quite long as well. She was a little worried about her safety, especially when she worked overtime and went home late at night. The dark alley seemed dangerous, so she was contemplating whether she should s
The aroma of her dishes filled the room. Mark’s eyes narrowed, feeling a little hungry. But the woman had no intentions of inviting him to eat with her. His eyes darkened, but he did not bother anymore. He walked into the kitchen just to find out that there was no extra cutlery for him.He fidgeted his brows and turned back to the living room, sitting on the couch. Summer had too much for her lunch, so a simple soup was enough to fill her stomach. She washed the dishes and went to her desk in the living room, preparing the materials for her class tomorrow. Her bedroom was too small to fit her desk and notebooks.Mark watched her from behind, his gaze deep. He then walked back into the kitchen to get himself some of the soup she had. He filled the soup in the bowl she used after heating it. Summer was typing away on her keyboard when she heard a faint slurping sound. She frowned and turned around. All she saw was the man sitting at her table in his suit. He was eating the soup
She had never thought of getting out of this. She was sure-footed and steady.But she did not delve into this strange feeling, let alone think over it.It was a dreamless sleep for Summer. When she opened her eyes, it was six-something in the morning.She sat up in bed at once. Outside was still dark, and sky just turned a little bright on the horizon.The heater in the room did not work well. The moment she whisked open the quilt and got out of bed, the chilly air was biting into her skin.She frowned. She paid the heating bill every month, but it seemed that she did not get what she paid for.In the past, she only needed a thick layer of clothes with heating at home. But here was so cold that she needed to add an extra layer of jacket.She walked out of the room and noticed the man sleeping on the settee. As usual, she glanced at him indifferently.The house seemed too tiny for a larger settee. Because of his tall build, he did not look like he enjoyed sleeping in it.Half o
Summer glanced at him and frowned after checking the time.She needed to go to work, but she could not lock the door unless he left. That meant she had to wait for him.Mark could see her in his peripheral vision. His brows turned up along with his lips as he ate at a slow pace.He pecked at the food, a little at a time, as if he was enjoying it. He knew her weaknesses.When Summer’s expression started to change, he started to feel less upset.He could bear with her anger, but he did not like that distant look on her face.Summer checked the time again. It was 7:00 am, and she needed to be in school at 7:20 am. So she had only 20 minutes left. It usually took about eighteen minutes to walk from where she lived to the school, and she had to sign in at the school every time. She knew she would be late if she did not head out now.But Mark did not seem like he was going to leave. He was still enjoying his breakfast at a slow pace.Summer furrowed her brows again. She remained si
Did she really not want to talk to him? Not even a word?His face darkened even more with a sullen look in his eyes. His mood had hit a new low.But Summer just did not care. As soon as the car stopped, she opened the door and got out, not sparing a glance for him.He swallowed, looking on with deadly eyes as she disappeared from his sight. Stomping his foot on the accelerator, he drove the car forward like an arrow firing from a bow. He had no way to vent his anger. He just wished he could strangle and torture her.The senior executives of Valentine Group had been on pins and needles for the past few days because they were afraid that they might inadvertently anger their company president.No one knew what happened to him recently. Every day, some poor guys would get their heads bitten off for some reasons. His temper had flared to an unprecedented level.Could it be that the company president was at that time of the month, like he was a woman? They thought to themselves.…The
Yvette slapped the newspaper onto the table.A striking headline spread across the front page in red: ‘Summer Hart Spends a Night with Her Lover.’Candid photos of a tall man embracing Summer in his arms, with his black jacket on her, were under the headline. The man was seen whispering into her ear, probably talking about some lovey-dovey stuff. Their actions looked intimate.A second photo showed Summer’s hand was through the man’s arm and her cheeks looked flushed. She must be drunk, and they were hugging each other tightly and going inside a room.As if on purpose, a photo of Mark was placed alongside these two photos to make a glaring, humiliating contrast.This undoubtedly aroused Yvette’s anger. She was so furious that her face contorted.“Where is my cell phone? Call Mark now!” She was in a rage. Something came to mind, and she suddenly said, “Wait a minute. Wait for Mark to come back.”‘This ill-bred woman has brought shame to the Valentine family!’She picked up her h