“Dean, it is your birthday, not mine. So I am fine with anything,” Summer said. “Then we will go for Estainian cuisine.” Dean decided. He had dined in foreign cuisine restaurants with her several times, but he was not a big fan of them. They entered a private box, inside which was fully seated except for three empty seats. Those men in there were all Dean’s colleagues from the same police department. When they saw Summer walk in, they all whistled and teased Dean. “We have beautiful Mrs. Singleton here!” “Absolutely. No wonder Captain has been refusing to bring her out. He is afraid that we might steal her from him.” “Oh, isn’t this the little princess in the photo on our captain’s desk?” “Sure, she is.–Hey, Little Princess. How are you?” Charlotte was not afraid of strangers. She stood there, smiled, and spoke with her tender voice. “Hello everyone, my name is Charlotte Hart. I am three years and seven months old, and I am a kindergartener.” Everyone at the table was
“Look how protective you are. Your thinking is still a little too conservative.” “What is wrong with being conservative? You are not married and have children. You will know when you do. Whether it is a boy or a girl, they must receive proper teaching of conduct.” Immediately afterwards, those men at the table started to discuss parenting. Summer was genuinely impressed. They knew not only how to solve crimes but also a thing or two about parenting, and they all talked like experts. Charlotte poked out her little pink tongue to lick the strawberry cake in front of her, while her two little hands were busily unpacking the present box. There were so many presents, all for Uncle Dean. Well, Uncle Dean said, as long as those presents were his, they were all Charlotte’s. But when Charlotte finished unpacking them, she looked at those leather shoes, ties, belt, and wallet in disappointment. There was not a single piece of candy. They ate and chatted for a long time. At the end
But she did not find Charlotte, nor heard her answering. Dean was calm. He asked around if anybody had seen a four-year-old in a pettiskirt with a strawberry cake box in her hand. At last, one person responded. “I saw a little girl you just described. She ran out of the supermarket seconds ago.” Dean chased out at once, while Summer was on his heels. Men run faster than women. Dean had his heart in his mouth when he found Charlotte standing in the middle of the road, picking up a kite in the traffic. He quickened his pace and ran as fast as he could while calling out to Charlotte. “Stand there, Charlotte! Don’t move!” Charlotte heard Dean’s voice and turned around, happily raising the kite in her hand to show Dean. “A kite, Uncle Dean!” Just when Dean was two steps away from Charlotte, a car suddenly came to a couple of meters away from Charlotte. The driver of the car did not see this coming and panicked, mistakenly stepping on the gas instead of the brake pedal. The c
In the apartment. While preparing dinner, Maria could not help sighing when she saw the quiet living room. When Charlotte and her mom were here, the place was always full of life and laughter and the child’s innocent voice. But now… She could see that although Charlotte’s mom and Mark were constantly giving each other cold shoulder, they had feelings for each other. Mark was unsmiling and had an intimidating, stony face. But since Charlotte and Charlotte’s mom came along, things had been different. Maria could see a smile always hanging on Mark’s lips, his expression never this soft. They had been getting along like a happy family for the past few days. But now, alas! Mark walked in just then, and the first thing he did was ask, “Are they back?” Maria shook her head. “I called Ms. Hart last night, and she agreed to come. But she hasn’t come back yet.” Mark’s brows were raised slightly. He spun his tall body around and walked out of the house. Maria quickly asked, “W
“In the hospital.” Mark’s handsome brows were raised again, and his charming face darkened. “What happens?” “Charlotte… Charlotte met with an accident. She is in the emergency room right now.” Mark pursed his lips, his face crashing. A dark and gloomy cloud shrouded his eyes, with cold light flickering inside. His shapely hands clenched the phone in his hand. His usual calmness had left him. His heart was racing, as if someone was crushing it. “Which hospital?” “The General Hospital.” Mark ran out of the hotel in a whirlwind as the line went dead. The ladies at the reception were still in a daze. They had never seen Mark Valentine from such a close distance, his charm completely bewitching them. Summer’s lips were quivering after she hung up the phone. Mark was Charlotte’s biological father, and he had every right to know what happened. She just wanted Charlotte to stand in front of her, being naughty. She could not believe that a moment ago, Charlotte was still stand
The blood type of both of them was type-A. The nurse planned to draw 400ml, but Mark wanted the nurse to draw 1,000ml from him. The nurse refused, saying that the maximum permissible amount of blood a person could donate was 800 ml. Mark narrowed his eyes and said sternly, “Don’t make me repeat myself. If anything happens to them, I will hold you responsible.” The nurse trembled and was too afraid to say otherwise. She lowered her head and drew 1,000ml of blood from Mark. There was little change in Mark’s expression. He rolled down the sleeve of his black shirt and looked at the nurse. “Save Dean. Let me know if you need anything. Inform me if anything happens.” Mark never liked owing someone else’s favors. Especially when it was from Dean, who was injured from saving Charlotte. He would do his best to save him. When Mark came out, Summer stood up by using the seat as support. She appeared pale but calm. “Do they need another blood transfusion? I am type-A blood, too.”
A long time had passed before the doors of the operating theater finally swung open. Summer jumped out of Mark’s arms at once, ran up there and grabbed the doctor’s arm. Anxiety and fear filled her. She was afraid to hear the outcome she dreaded to hear. She was scared to hear the worst news. Mark watched and took her fears and hesitations all in. He stood up, strode forward, and put his arm around her and drew her into his embrace. Just when he was about to speak, Summer spoke with a somewhat trembling voice. “How is my daughter, doctor?” She looked calm on the outside, but the tremble coming from her body gave her emotion away. So he held her tightly and supported her silently. The warmth of his embrace calmed her. She was less anxious. At least her legs had stopped shaking. The doctor then looked at the man beside Summer. “Mr. Valentine—” “Just tell me.” Mark interrupted the doctor, his voice low and cold. His shapely hand involuntarily tightened the grip on Summer’s sh
Summer sat quietly at the bedside, waiting for Dean to come out of his coma. She sat there for over five hours, but Dean was still sleeping. There was no telling when he would wake up. It was at this moment that the attending doctor was doing his ward round. Summer asked with concern. “Doctor, why hasn’t the patient woken up yet?”“The cerebral hemorrhage has not pressed against the nerves of the brain. So don’t worry, the patient will probably wake up in a day or two.” The attending doctor said to Summer and asked the nurse behind him to take notes while observing the patient’s condition. She felt a great sense of relief upon hearing what the doctor said. Her cell phone vibrated. She went out of the ward before picking it up. “Hello?” “Has he regained consciousness?” Mark’s deep voice came through the phone. “Not yet.” “Then come back first. Charlotte is awake,” he said in a gentle voice. Summer briefly talked to the two nurses who took care of Dean in the room before
Chapter 1814Before Jazz came to pick up Essa, his elder brother told him he should give candies if he was blocked out of the door. The big brother got experience in his own wedding years ago. Jazz kept it in his mind. At the moment, under such circumstances, he generously distributed candies to everyone. Jazz was a smart guy! People were happy with the candies. They let him in and stopped making trouble for him. People were just having fun on their wedding day and making the atmosphere livelier. Essa's wedding dress was custom-made by the most famous designer in Paris. Summer had arranged it for her. It looked gorgeous on Essa. The wedding dress had a fishtail, which set off Essa's slender waist even more as if it could be grabbed in one hand. The dress was low-back, showing her fair skin. Under the light, Essa looked amazing! Essa was so beautiful, breathtakingly beautiful! Stepping on her crystal high heels, she walked slowly towards Jazz. The distance wasn't long,
Chapter 1813The neck was Essa's most sensitive spot. She felt itchy if someone touched her there, let alone that Jazz clung tight to there for so long. She could barely stand it. Her body was squirming timidly. "Don't seduce me!" Essa was angry, "I'm not seducing you! Just sleep! But can you not cling to me so tight?" "Why? Are you turned on by me?" Essa was lying with her back to him, her cheeks blushed, and she hissed, "Who is turned on?" ‘What the hell! The man is like a sex machine!’ "Since you are so sure of it, let me check you out." Essa wanted to kill herself, but before she did, she wanted to kill him first! "Are you lying, babe?" Jazz deliberately drawled. "Get away from me! If you don't want to sleep in the guest room, go sleep on the couch! I cannot sleep with you clinging to me so tight!" But Jazz ignored her demand. Essa's whole face had turned red, so red as if it was about to bleed. "Jazz!" "You can be louder. I'm fine with it anyway
Chapter 1812Jazz naturally had no objection because he couldn’t wait to get married. He had always been determined, and as long as he made the decision, he would never change his mind!Now that he had decided to marry her, he must do it!Essa had heard her words. Although she thought it was a little too hasty, she kept silent, giving tacit consent.They were getting married in fifteen days! It was really fast!But because the bridegroom was Jazz, she was not panicked at all. She was calm because cuddling up together with him like this made her feel happy.That night was not easy. Jazz was like a wolf who had been hungry for decades, and he would not let go of the delicious meat that had been put in front of his mouth.They had sex for another whole night. Although Essa was strong, she was no match for a man.Her legs and waist were so weak that she had to support her waist with both hands in order to stand up. She thought Jazz should not have been so horny even if he had hadn'
Chapter 1811Jazz lowered his head slightly and kissed her.Essa could not pretend to be sleeping any longer, so she opened her eyes and pressed her hands against his chest."Morning, baby." He stared at her tenderly and asked, "How did you feel last night? Are you satisfied?"She glared at him, not wanting to speak.But she didn't know her eyes were full of tenderness and love now.After the sex last night, Jazz could not resist such a temptation anymore.He bowed his head, intending to kiss her."Get up! I have to go to work! If you dare to kiss me now, I will definitely beat you up!"Jazz didn't kiss her but shrugged his shoulders.He was not afraid of her threat, but he knew it was her first time last night. He thought he could not ask her to make love again in the morning. Otherwise, she would be too tired.Essa was satisfied to see him give up. She glanced at the time and found she was about to be late, so she didn't want to waste time chatting with him anymore.But w
Chapter 1810"Why are you so sensitive?" Jazz smiled lightly, enjoying her current reaction."You’re talking nonsense! You are hugging me too tight. Back away..." She blushed slightly, keeping twisting her body.She had never had such intimate contact with a man before, so she felt hot all over and acted unnaturally."Do you think this distance is too close? We will be closer…"Essa couldn't take it anymore, so she stretched out her hands, pushed against his chest, and said, "Stop it!""Why? You have to get used to this. We will have more intimate interactions, so you have to get used to..."She felt a little scared about such intimate contact.Jazz pressed his body against hers tightly. The scenery outside was blurry at night, and the two of them were alone in the same room, so it was easy for them to become turned on, and sparks were flying between them.His long fingers began to take off her clothes.Soon, she was naked. Jazz picked her up and placed her on the bed."I'm
Chapter 1809Jazz opened the car door for her with a smile and said, "Baby, have an enjoyable time at work."After finishing speaking, he started the car and stepped on the accelerator, and then, the car disappeared without a trace, leaving Essa standing there in a daze.But she still needed to enter the police station to work. Even if she stood here for two hours, she could not solve the problem. There was no point in evading issues, so she decided to get in. Then, she gritted her teeth and walked in, keeping her eyes looking straight ahead.However, even if she didn’t look at others, others would still look at her. Along the way, many people stared at her.They had not expected Essa to be so open. She had actually done such a thing at the gate of the police station!Essa felt her cheeks were burning, but she still forced a smile and tried to be a thick-skinned person.She was hypnotizing herself.When she got into her office, she felt as if she had been flayed by the gazes
Chapter 1808"A few years. Why did you call him a bastard?""You still care about him? I just want to call him a bastard. Don't be silly. There are few innocent men like me. Think about it! It is cost-effective for you to marry me. You have never been married before, and neither have I. To be honest, with my appearance and status, it was not easy to stay single till now. Don’t you think it's very touching?"Hearing this, Essa was completely speechless."It's not touching at all. Are you sure you’re not impotent? Why are you a virgin till now? As you said, you have enough merits to fascinate others!"Hearing this, Jazz on the other end of the phone became sullen and said, "Are you doubting my potency?"Women’s suspicion was the most intolerable thing to men! How could she doubt his sexual potency? It had hurt his pride!"I didn't doubt it before, but you emphasized it over and over again. It is you that made me feel suspicious..." She took a sip of water. Compared to his exaspe
Chapter 1807Essa had told her that Summer was also from an ordinary family. Seeing she and Mark were so affectionate to each other, she felt relieved and believed that Mark was a good man.It was hard to imagine such a handsome man with a high status would be the same as an ordinary man when he was with his family.On the other side of the table, Essa was putting food on Jazz’s plate, while Jazz was picking out fishbones for her. Both of them had faint smiles on their faces, showing genuine love to each other.Essa’s mother let out a sigh of relief.After dinner, Mark insisted on sending the three of them home. Essa shook her head repeatedly and rejected because there were a lot of taxis outside the hotel."This is our first dinner together, so we must send you home. In this way, we can know where you live…"Although Mark's words were polite, they had an irresistible sense of solemnity.Jazz had wanted to refuse too, but after hearing Mark’s words, he swallowed the words back.
Chapter 1806Jazz walked over and handed her red roses."You're too high-profile!" Essa kneaded her forehead with her hand, feeling a headache."Don't you like it?" Jazz smiled."I like it very much." She took a deep sniff. The roses were exuding a light fragrance, making her mood good."My brother and sister-in-law want to have dinner with you and your family tonight. Do you want to meet them?"Essa blinked, "Didn't we meet before?""Yes, but it's not formal. This time, it will be a formal meeting at the Grande Hotel at eight o'clock in the evening…"Essa rubbed her forehead, then went home, and told her mother about the dinner. Her mother was a little worried. She had only met Jazz before, and Mark was a big shot that she could only see on TV. When he suddenly wanted to meet them, Essa’s mother felt nervous.Essa kept comforting her, saying there would be no problem because Mark was very approachable and easygoing.She then changed her clothes and put on makeup. Later, Jazz