Ronald held her hand tighter again, without saying a word; just holding her tightly, with force. Samantha’s willow brows were raised, and her slender fingers ran over his brows gently. “What’s wrong?” Sighing again, Ronald wrapped her hand in the palm of his hand, bowed his head, and kissed her. “I will find the right bone marrow for you. I will.” She was stunned for a moment, and then regained her composure. “Find bone marrow? My condition sounds tricky.” “It is the early stage of leukemia. The doctor said that as long as you find a matching bone marrow and undergo treatments, you will recover. Don’t worry.” Nodding, Samantha lazily squinted her narrow eyes. “Is there any fruit? I feel like eating some fruit.” Ronald took an apple and peeled the skin, and his brows were still knitted together. “Are you not worried about your illness?” She looked nonchalant, no matter what she did. She curled up like a kitten. It was leukemia. Her reaction surprised him. He was expectin
Summer closed the door and then pinched her little nose. “You have all your attention on that TV now, eh? Let’s go home now. Or else, Grandma will be worried.” “Mommy, Daddy said I am a timely rain. Whenever he was in a drought, I would always come and pour him a bucket of water. What is timely rain and drought, Mommy?” Charlotte’s two round eyes blinked and her two braids swung. Summer could not help but gritted her teeth. What the hell did Mark say to the child? She brazened it out and gave a perfunctory explanation. After just making two paces, Summer got a call from Sherman, telling her that there was a teacher vacancy in the Sunnyside High School, and asked her if she was interested. Summer thought for a moment, and then agreed to check it out at the high school the next day. The two chatted for a few moments before hanging up. It was nightfall when Summer reached home. Daisy was washing Charlotte’s clothes when she heard sounds. She looked up. “Where have you been? Wh
Mark gave special emphasis on that sentence. Knowing what he meant, she blushed even more. She warned him. “I dare you to talk nonsense in front of Charlotte again.” “What happened?” Mark was puzzled. “Did you know what question your daughter asked me today?” She asked in a heavy tone of voice. “She asked me what drought and timely rain meant.” Mark chuckled louder, and could almost see Summer’s look of embarrassment. He asked nonchalantly, “Then how did you answer my daughter?” “Are you gloating now?” “No. Since I can’t go up there, you come down. I will leave after seeing you. I spent hours driving over. You can’t send me away without letting me see you. Come down here, I will stand here waiting for you.” Mark’s deep, magnetic voice throbbed and jumped like a piano, with some kind of magic power that could penetrate people’s hearts. When Summer snapped back, she found herself closing the door behind her and coming into the living room while being careful not to make a
The next morning Summer went downstairs after breakfast when she saw Sherman waiting for her by the car. “I will go with you.” Sherman opened the car door. “The school principal is a friend of my dad. He is a nice man. I wouldn’t have to worry about you if you could work there.” “You sound like my mom.” Summer laughed. Sherman laughed, too, as she fired up the engine and stared at Summer’s expression. “You look happy now, your face ruddy and lustrous. It seems that Mark satisfies you well.” Summer chuckled upon hearing what Sherman said. “Yeah.” “Look at that sarcastic look of yours. What’s wrong? Tell me.” “He touched me twice. But each time, my girl came and interrupted us at the critical juncture, so he had to pull away halfway and touch himself in the bathroom. He said if this continues, he would not be able to get it up again.” Sherman burst into laughter. “Charlotte is so adorable, but also naughty. Her temperament is different from yours.” “Yeah, she is unlik
He was excited, joyous, and even a little at a loss. Sherman looked at him, her eyes welling up. At this moment, she felt she had made the right decision. But something that happened in the future would send chills up her spine, leaving her feeling ironic. “Tell me what you would like to eat. I will ask someone to send it over.” Billy was overjoyed, not knowing what to do right now, not even sure where to put his hands or feet. Sherman found it very funny. “Don’t be silly. Go to work and buy me some carrot cake in South Lane only after work.” “Okay, you go rest first, honey. I will go to work now. When you wake up, there will be carrot cake.” Sherman beamed as she walked into the bedroom with the image of a happy family in her mind. The three of them would be like Summer’s family; the child was boisterous, but the family was full of laughter. Soon after work, Billy grabbed his windbreaker, left the room, started the car, and left. He went to a villa in the suburbs. Natali
Ronald returned to the Valentine mansion these few days, but he did not stay long there. He seemed to always be busy. Yvette could not hold back her curiosity. He was based in Grudin North, but now he was back in Santabaca. What else could he be busy about? Frowning and getting up, Yvette went upstairs to sort out Ronald’s shirts when she found a long woman’s hair on the collar of his shirt. Her expression changed a little, and she started palpitating. Throwing the shirt aside, she stormed out of the room. Ronald was sitting on the sofa drinking tea. He put the teacup down and walked out of the mansion. Yvette stopped in her tracks when she saw him leaving. She had no evidence and was not sure if he had a woman outside. If she questioned him recklessly, she would not get any answer. Instead, it could make him feel annoyed about her. So she had to find evidence first. So, after Ronald left, she waved down a taxi and asked the taxi driver to follow Ronald from a distance.
“Misunderstanding?” Yvette sneered. “Then tell me how I misunderstood him.” “Grudin North is running a medical welfare program, and since I have been diagnosed with leukemia, Mr. Valentine wants me to become the first batch of the beneficiaries of this program. I heard him saying that the TV station will come to cover the program,” Samantha said slowly. “Really?” Yvette had calmed down somewhat, but was still suspicious of them. “Why would I lie to you, Mrs. Valentine? My diagnosis report is out. I will bring it here so you can take a look at it.” Samantha was about to get out of bed. Ronald stopped her and looked sternly at Yvette. “Knock it off already, Yvette. You are embarrassing yourself.” Just then, the doctor came in, and Ronald said to Yvette, “Ask the doctor if you don’t believe me. The doctor has the diagnosis report. Go home now, would you?” The doctor handed the diagnosis report to Yvette. Things were clearly written in the report. Yvette looked at Samantha,
Summer sat inside the black car and wondered why this man looked so familiar, as if she had seen him somewhere before. But she could not remember it. “Is something on my face?” Patrick had a charming face. He squinted at her with a smile hanging at the corners of his mouth. “No, I just think you look familiar. I think I have met you before,” she honestly said. “Where did you teach before?” “Athana.” Athana? After thinking for a moment, Summer had a lightbulb moment as someone came to mind. “Do you know Raine?” Patrick pulled the car to the left, then shrugged. “She is my ex-fiancée.” Summer swallowed. She was right. Her phone vibrated just then, and she picked it up. It was Mark who called, asking her to take Charlotte out to go through the school enrolment procedures. She asked Patrick to drop her off on the spot. Patrick did not ask her why, but just obliged with a smile. Summer watched with perplexity as the car drove away. It was not until Mark’s car pulled up