Yvette thought, 'How dare she! How dare she try and push me down from the stairs! Forget about being the Valentine's family's daughter-in-law. Only when pigs fly would I let her stay!'Even Mark, my quiet and logical son, seems to be bewitched by her, let alone Jazz. Everything he says is all to defend and protect that woman!' ‘He's hopeless. I won't waste my effort on talking him out of it. I'll just continue with my own ways and plans.' At night. Summer sat in front of her laptop with her files opened and empty with nothing typed, even though she had wanted to prep for her classes.At that moment, her mind was not focusing on the task before her at all, and even she herself did not know where her thoughts had gone to.When she snapped back and noticed the time, 40 minutes had passed, and she still had yet to type anything. Right at that moment, the sound of the doorbell radiated through the room. She was slightly stunned as she just sat there frozen. Then, sounds of per
Knowingly, Ms. Moore said, "Mark, that kid hasn’t liked taking pictures ever since I knew him, but I can't believe you guys don't even have a single one of your wedding. I'm truly disappointed! Oh, I just remembered. You guys haven't gone for your honeymoon yet right? I've actually chosen a great place for y'all. Maybe in the next two days, you guys can go have your honeymoon. It's a perfect time now since you guys are still newly-weds." "No, it's okay!" Summer replied rather fiercely, all of a sudden. When she noticed how she had sounded too forced, she explained, "He's quite busy recently, and so am I. So, maybe we can just forget about it." Mark had stepped in during their conversation. As he hooked his coat over onto his arm, he asked, "Forget about what?" Ms. Moore eyed him and sounded displeased when she asked, "Why did you come home so late? Aren't you worried about leaving your pregnant wife at home alone?" He shifted his brows as he swept his gaze over onto Summer, bu
Things have already escalated to where it is now. Is there still a need for us to go on a honeymoon?' Summer thought. Hearing so, Summer rejected again, "Grandma, it's really okay. The semester has just started. I don't think I can take out much time." When he had noticed that there was no hesitation in her replies, he narrowed his almond-shaped eyes as he felt a wave of frustration. He looked at her and purposefully answered his grandma, "That sounds great." Pleased, Ms. Moore chuckled lightly and glanced at Summer as she ordered, "Summer, go and apply for leave from school. If you can't, this old lady of yours will do it for you myself. Since that's settled, I won't bother you lovebirds here any longer. I'll take a taxi back to the mansion." Summer stalled her as she invited, "Grandma, there's an extra room. You should just stay here for the night." "Would I be a bother to you guys?" "Of course not!" Summer shook her head and attempted again, "Grandma, I think we really s
Switching off the lights by the bed, the room fell pitch black, and only the faint sounds of their breaths could be heard.They were sleeping side by side on the same bed, and they were so close together, but it had felt as though there was a distance where they were out of reach from one another. It was when the night had become darker and quieter, did they hear a sudden ring for a received message. A toned arm reached over to the nightstand, Mark grabbed his phone and clicked on the message. It was from Raine which read, "Have you slept? Good night." The blue light emitted by his phone illuminated through the room, and Summer glanced over with the corner of her eyes. Then, she held onto her blanket tightly as her brows knotted slightly. She knew that the message was from Raine. She thought, 'How should I even try to save this marriage? I really do not know.' Without replying to the message, he merely glanced at it. He placed his phone back onto the nightstand, and he shif
Yvette thought, 'I can't possibly suggest to mom directly for Raine to tag along. That would be too improper, but maybe I could secretly...'Passing over the schedules and itineraries she prepared, Ms. Moore ordered, "You should help them pack as their mother for them to get ready and leave as soon as possible."When she heard her mom’s orders, Yvette's eye twitched in anger as she scoffed quietly to herself. She angrily thought, 'I will never help Summer pack. Unless pigs could fly, there was no way in h*ll I would.'However, she still reached out and took over the itineraries. She desperately wanted to know where they were headed for their honeymoon Summer had heard Yvette's voice coming from the living room while she was in her room. In an instant, she had lost the desire to step out of her room. She was willing to skip her breakfast just to avoid meeting with Yvette. She did not want to ruin her mood for the day so early in the morning. She sat still in her room and wait
He didn't enter the elevator. He just stood by the door, as though he was waiting for her.Stepping over to him, she pushed the documents into his arms, and without saying anything else, she turned and left. The words had hung right onto his lips as they twitched, but before he could utter them, her slender figure had gone out of sight. She had even shut the door.‘How dare this woman!' he thought.His brows seem to be knitted tighter. He glared at the door as if he had wanted his gaze to pierce through the door and through her. Ms. Moore waved to her, signaling for Summer to sit close to her, and she said gently, "Your mother-in-law doesn't really have a good temper as she was spoilt since young. So, don't take what she does or says to heart. You can just brush her off after. She's already in her late 40s. I don't think she's able to change how she is now, so you might have to just bear with her.""No, I think she's fine," Summer replied. Ms. Moore is Yvette's mother after a
"Are you referring to yourself as other women?" he felt inexplicably angered by her words and blurted out what he had thought. "No, I'm not, but since we're just in a contract-bound relationship, you didn't have to be so nice to me." A cold 'hmph' come from his lips. Mark's handsome features darkened, and his expressions looked more solemn when he heard her say 'contract-bound.’ As she knew what she had said was all true, she ignored him. Their destination was Bonimel, and their accommodation had been taken care of. It was a white, beautiful, and spacious villa. Putting down her luggage, she tidied up the room a bit before showering and changing into her pajamas. Mark then came into the room. He was also dressed in his pajamas. "Isn't there a room next door?" she furrowed her brows as she asked, explicitly showing her unwillingness in sharing a room with him.Seeming as if he wanted to pick a fight with her, he said, "There is, but so what? I do not have the intention of u
However, Mark showed no signs of shock towards her arrival. His brows tightened as his gaze turned deep. “Why are you here?”Smiling, Raine answered, “Grandma told me that the both of you were here, that’s why I came along as well. Besides, I heard good things about the scenery here. The view is gorgeous throughout the whole year.”The corner of Summer’s lips curled upwards as she listened to what Raine had to say. Behind her smile was nothing but scorn and coldness.‘It could all be a lie; she could have other motives…’“What about your recovery?” His brows remained knitted with complexity. His expression was unreadable.“I’m feeling much better now. The doctor said that I’m okay now. I could even run.” His concern had Raine feeling like she was on cloud nine.Summer clenched her fist as she Listened to them talk like they were the only two people in the room. Her fingers were digging into the palm of her hand, but the pain was the reason that she could have a sense of clarity.