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
Summer saw his hesitation. “Dean, do you have something to say?” she asked.After a moment, Dean took out a newspaper from his side and handed it to her.She was puzzled. But when she took the newspaper in her hand and saw the red headline, she was stunned. But it was just for a split second before she regained her composure.Dean rubbed his hands awkwardly. “Have I caused you trouble?”Putting the newspaper aside, Summer chuckled and shook her head. “Not at all. Those reporters just made things up. Truth will speak for itself. Instead of you causing me trouble, I am afraid that I have affected your reputation as a police officer.”“Huh?” Dean had no idea what she meant.“The upright, staid, and honest Officer Singleton made the headlines for a married woman—is it not tarnishing your image in the police force?” She sounded serious, but still with a smile on her face.“I know what kind of person you are. And like you said, truth would speak for itself.”Summer glanced at him twi
She guessed it right; Yvette was after this incident. “We are friends. That time I was drunk, and he took care of me all night.”Yvette’s face was filled with disdain. “Who would believe it?”“I believe her!” Jazz stood up from the settee.“There is no place for you to speak here. Just stay quiet.” Yvette shot a reprimanding glance at Jazz and then turned back to Summer. “Since you have lassoed Mark with the child in your womb and married into the Valentine family, can’t you keep your place? Why do you still mess around?”Summer’s face darkened and she said nothing. But Jazz lost his cool and shouted, “That’s enough!”“Enough of what? Jazz, have you seen that newspaper, and how she has made your brother a cuckold and brought shame to our family?” Yvette did not mince her words.Jazz really could not stand it anymore. “She is not that kind of person. I believe her. Those reporters made things up!”“You believe her? But I don’t. She still doesn’t know how to restrain herself even
Jazz’s words had undoubtedly agitated Yvette even more. She raised her hand and slapped him one more time.Raine could not bear to see this and stepped forward to intervene. She grabbed Yvette’s hand. “Enough, Yevette.”Raine felt a sense of relief when she heard what Jazz said. She even took delight at that and could not describe that feeling in words.Mark did not sleep with Summer because he loved her, but because he was drunk.This revelation made her feel better compared to the depressed and anxious state she was in for the past few days. At this time, the corners of her mouth turned up involuntarily in a smile.Summer gripped at Jazz’s arm to motion him not to speak anymore. She looked at his red and swollen face with concern. Why did he want to get himself involved? But Jazz did not listen, and he continued to speak. “Why do you insult Summer without knowing the facts?”Yvette was so furious that she became short of breath and words stuck in her throat.Upon seeing this