After a while, Mark got up from his chair and headed out of the private box without a word. “Where are you going, Mark?” Jazz looked up. “I’ve got to answer a call.” Mark waved his phone in his hand and walked out calmly. Summer dashed into the ladies’ room and took off her pants, which were stained. There was no way to clean it. But this was not the point. The thing was, she did not have a sanitary napkin in her handbag. Things got worse when she found she did not even have any tissue paper. Her period usually was delayed for three or four days. This time, it came a week earlier. She was caught unprepared. There was no toilet paper in the washroom, either. So she sat on the toilet and felt what a bad day she had today. All the bad things seemed to have come upon her at once. She let out a hapless sigh, unsure what to do for a moment. The only way was to call Jazz and ask him if he could help her buy a pack of sanitary napkins. It would be embarrassing, but that was t
She stared at the things inside the paper bag, and the corners of her mouth curled up in a mockery. It had been four years since they last met. She did not know that he had become so thoughtful. After changing into the new pants and tidying up things, Summer opened the cubicle door, washed her hands, and then walked out. Mark was leaning against the wall by the window outside the ladies’ room. He must have been waiting for her for a long time. “Since you have come out, Ms. Hart, let’s talk.” He now stood straight, his eyes dark that looked like a bottomless pool fixating on her. “I don’t think there is anything to talk about between us. There is even no need for us to talk,” Summer said flatly, her face calm. She then walked away without looking at him again. Mark looked on and frowned as she went, his charming face getting colder and colder. His lips twitched as he slowly forced words through his teeth. “Charlotte Hart…” The name startled Summer. The next second, her h
Summer was engulfed by panic and anger, not afraid of the pain. She head-butted Mark and forced her words through her teeth. “Let go of me!” The two heads collided with a dull thud. Mark groaned in pain and let go of her hands and feet at the same time. The impact hurt for sure. Summer clearly felt the pain, even numbness, on her head. “Undeniably, you really have a fantasy prone personality!” She snapped and left without looking back. After she disappeared from his sight, Mark raised his hand and stroked his lips with his slender fingers, the gaze in his eyes as deep as the sea. ‘I have a fantasy prone personality disorder? Heck! We shall see.’ When Summer came back into the private box, Charlotte was kneeling on Jazz’s lap. The two of them were playing the hand game of rock-paper-scissors. “Next time, I will form scissors, and you are to form paper. Okay?” “Why is that?” Jazz cocked an eyebrow. “Because Uncle Handsome has won one... two...,” she counted with her fi
Summer had her heart in her mouth when Charlotte fell just now. She took Charlotte from Mark. “Tell me, are you hurt?” “No.” Charlotte did not cry, just a little frightened. She hugged Summer tightly with her arms around her neck. Mark quietly put those hair strands into his pants pocket. His facial expression was as deep as a whirlpool, sucking in everything but giving out nothing. Just now, Jazz was so scared that his palms turned sweaty. He looked now at Charlotte, cracking jokes to make her happy, so that she would forget the shock she had just experienced. Mark got to his feet and gave Jazz a heads-up. He then glanced at Summer and Charlotte before he left.Summer breathed a sigh of relief when Mark left, but her worries remained. What Mark said just now clearly insinuated Charlotte’s identity. He must have been aware of Charlotte’s identity. So she could not let things go on this way. She would not let Mark take Charlotte away. She would not let that happen. By aft
“Did you rush back to Nokocola Bay like this usually? Is it because of his return that you have to go in such a hurry?” Summer had always been confiding in Daisy. This time was no different. “Yeah.” “You have been divorced for four years. Why are you still avoiding him like a plague?” Daisy was a little puzzled at first. But then she seemed to think of something and guessed the reason out right. “Is it because of Charlotte?” “Yeah.” Summer nodded, holding a glass of water and sipping on it. Daisy knew it. Summer could be better than this, Daisy thought, raising her hand and poked Summer on the forehead. “Don’t be silly. You don’t have to do this because of Charlotte. You married him because you wanted the child, and this was something he promised you. Now that you two have divorced, Charlotte should rightly belong to you.” Her daughter had always been smart. But how could she be so confused about her own affair this time? Gently kneading her forehead with her hand, Sum
She could have held her head high and told him in no uncertain terms that Charlotte was hers. He had given up Charlotte and should not want her back. But why could she not do that? This was not her, not her temperament. “This is normal, because you love Charlotte so much. Besides, Charlotte has become a part of your life, or even a part of you. You could not help thinking when sensing the slightest sign of danger, and what would happen to you if you lost her. So you will not tolerate anyone taking her away. As time goes by, it has formed a conditioned reflex. So when he appeared, your first reaction was not how to face him but thinking about hiding Charlotte so that he won’t find out. Only in this way will you feel at ease.” Daisy let out a sigh before she continued. “All mothers think alike. I can understand that you love Charlotte and care about her so much. That’s why you put yourself in this situation, and even your sober sanity is now affected.” Upon hearing that, Summer sta
The next morning. Summer waited until Charlotte woke up naturally. They took their breakfast, after which Daisy took Charlotte to the park, watching her swing and feed the birds. The sense of urgency and fear in Summer’s heart vanished overnight. Daisy was relieved, but Summer was embarrassed by herself. “I won’t make you worry about me again, Mom. I can solve the problem by myself.” “Well then, when you can’t handle it, tell me and your dad, and we are all standing behind you.” “Okay, Mom.” By the time Summer and Charlotte arrived at the train station, it was 3:00 pm, and the tickets for the high-speed train had all been sold out. So she asked Charlotte whether she would like to take a plane or a slow train. Charlotte bit her finger and thought for a long time before she said that she had not taken a slow train before and did not know what a slow train looked like. Summer laughed. She bought two tickets for sleeping berths because the journey would take 12 hours, and
The president’s office on the top floor. Tall and well-built body, broad shoulders and long legs, muscular chest covered beneath a purple short-sleeve shirt outlined his nearly perfect figure. Purple contrasted nicely with the man’s sharp facial features, making him look tough, distinctive, and sharp. It turns out that men in purple could also look so mature, charming, and elegant. Harry gave the door a gentle knock. After getting a response, he pushed in and handed over the test report. “Here is the report, Mr. Valentine.” Mark reached across and took the sealed brown envelope, then opened it, and flipped through the pages. After he turned to the result page and his eyes scanned over the text, he put the report down to one side. His face was calm without a hint of emotional fluctuation. But his slightly raised lips still gave him away. But he was not surprised because the result was expected. He knew long before this that this would be the case. Even without this pater