Mark’s lips started to twitch, and his forehead and hair darkened as if clouds were hanging over him. It was she who deliberately seduced him. Darkness filled the night outside while sizzling hotness permeated inside the room.… The next morning A ray of glaring sunlight shone on her through the window. She opened her eyes and saw a solid wall of chest appear in front of her eyes. Her pupils dilated for a moment. After a while, she snapped back and sat up in bed. The soreness and lack of strength nearly overwhelmed her. She saw clothes of men and women strewn on the floor. It was a mess. It was self-evident what happened last night. But she drew a blank as to what had exactly happened last night. Still, she could not control the anger that boiled inside her, her chest heaving up and down. “Good morning.” The man opened his eyes, lying on his side with his sturdy arms propping up his head. His eyes rolled in his eye sockets as he casually and lazily stared at her.
She pieced the fragmented memories together and finally remembered everything. It was precisely because she remembered that she was so annoyed with herself, feeling angry and ashamed. “Don’t you need me to continue reminding you?” He was so kind and considerate. “The first time around, I was drunk and entered the wrong room, and then that ‘accident’ happened. But this time, it was you…” Besides the soreness all over her body, she had a headache and felt dizzy. Obviously, this was the result of a hangover. She did not want to hear a word from him. Indeed, she was to blame for what happened last night. This thing would not have happened had she not gotten drunk. She ignored him, wrapping herself up with the thin quilt and shuffled into the bathroom. Now she realized she could not really drink. Something would always happen whenever she got drunk. Mark watched her going into the bathroom and then pulled back his gaze. Seeing the mess on the floor, he frowned and made a pho
“Goodbye, Mark!” Charlotte leaned against Summer’s shoulder and waved her hand with a big smile on her face as Mark was leaving for work. The curvature of the corners of his lips increased again as Mark looked at Summer and Charlotte for a while before leaving the apartment with a gentle smile on his face. Summer accompanied Charlotte to practice writing when she fell asleep halfway. By the time she woke up, it was 1:00 pm. Charlotte was also taking a nap. Thinking of Sherman’s abnormal behavior yesterday, Summer was worried for her, and planned to see her at her house. She had few friends, of which Sherman and Grace were the closest. She would not hesitate to give her their support and company whenever they were in trouble. She told Maria to look after Charlotte before leaving. Summer took a taxi to Sherman’s place. After paying the driver, she went upstairs and knocked on the door. Sherman answered the door. She looked horrible with her hair sticking out at all angles, da
“But it really is brazen of her. Doesn’t she have a cell phone or a computer, that she had to use letter paper? Does this make her look more innocent?” Summer shrugged with a sneer. While the two were talking, footsteps approached. Billy walked in with a smile on his handsome face. “Have you had lunch, honey?” Sherman got up and threw the stack of letters and the printed bank statement in front of him. Her body trembled uncontrollably. “Give me an explanation, Billy!” Billy glanced down and his face changed, but it was not obvious. “You searched my belongings?” “Yes.” Sherman stared at him with a sneer. “You are angry that I searched your precious belongings without your permission?” “Of course, not. Why would I be angry? You have every right to do that as my wife.” Billy quickly restrained his reaction and chuckled, walking over to put his hand around Sherman’s shoulder affectionately. Sherman was disgusted and flung his arm away. “What is the bank record all about? Why di
A 30% chance was indeed low. It was 5:00 pm when Summer left the coffee shop. She felt down upon learning how slim her chance of winning the case was. It was lower than what she expected. She hurried back to the apartment, where Charlotte was sitting on the settee watching TV. Charlotte put away the remote control, scurried back into the room, and slammed the door shut. Maria was cleaning the living room when she saw what happened. “Little Miss Valentine was not too happy when she woke up and found that you had gone out without bringing her along. She is still angry now.” “She is irascible indeed.” Summer let out a smile. “Children are like that. When she woke up without seeing you, she cried the entire time, looking for you. At least, the cartoon could divert her attention.” Maria also let out a smile. “Let me go in and coax Charlotte. I will leave you to it, Maria.” Summer stood outside the door and knocked on the door, making a voice that imitated Barney. “Hey, Baby Bop.
Summer’s eyebrows moved slightly when she heard Mark’s voice coming beside her, but she did not look up and continued to do what she was doing. When the basin of grapes was almost washed, she looked up and inadvertently saw that many of the grapes in the bunches in Mark’s and Charlotte’s hands had the skins broken, and grape juice was flowing out. Charlotte must think that it was not fun enough; she picked up the grapes oozing with juice and rolled them up and down Mark’s face. “Mark, don’t move. I am giving you a massage.” Mark raised his brows, his face darkening. Charlotte saw his expression and stopped the dido because she was scared. The next second, Mark’s lips curled up as he picked a grape from the bunch of washed grapes, peeled the skin, and then shoved it under Charlotte’s short sleeves. The wet grape slid down Charlotte’s clothes and she writhed and giggled. Likewise, she grabbed a handful of grapes from the water and stuffed them all in Mark’s black silk shirt.
Maria came into the kitchen and saw Summer squatting there to clean up the floor. “Let me do this, Ms. Hart.”“It is okay. I got this. My hands are dirty anyway.”Maria knew she should not ask, but she could not help herself. “If you don’t mind me asking, why did you and Mr. Valentine divorce, Ms. Hart?”The two of them seemed to be a good match. Besides, they had Charlotte between them. They should be a happy family. So why did they get divorced?Summer’s hands froze for a second. But she quickly regained her composure. “We just divorced like that.”Maria did not ask any further, just feeling sorry for the two of them.Here, in the living room, Charlotte could not seem to calm down. As Mark leaned back and looked at his documents, she straddled his chest, wriggling left and right and feeding him grapes.Summer saw this when she emerged from the kitchen. Mark’s face sank as he read the files, as if he found something amiss in the contract document. He put Charlotte on the settee
“You haven’t changed a bit after four years. You are meaner than ever,” Yvette said with a bitter expression. “Do you really think I am going to believe a scheming woman like you?” “It is okay if you don’t believe me. How about we make an agreement?” A dim light flashed in Summer’s eyes. “What are you trying to pull here?” Summer snickered. “What can I do under your nose when you are so influential in Santabaca? You will find what I am going to propose irresistible.” “I am all ears.” Yvette looked at her warily. “If you can convince your son to give up Charlotte’s custody, I will bring Charlotte to leave Santabaca for good, and I will never appear in front of the Valentine family again. What do you say?” Summers’ calculation was that Yvette could be a strategic piece of chess. Yvette looked at Summer for several seconds. “Why should I trust you? I will trust anyone but you,” she said coldly. She could not agree to Summer’s proposal for two reasons. The first was that sh