As the chaotic gang fight raged on, someone knocked over a barrel of fuel, and his lighter dropped to the ground and broke apart. A spark ignited a fire, which quickly developed into a raging flame that engulfed the factory, and choking black smoke filled the air. “Mark, it is going to blow. Get Summer out of here!” Jazz shouted. Mark was close to the back door. He carried Summer in his arms and escaped, while calling the hospital with a phone in his hand. Jazz spun around and ran out, but fire and thick black smoke were about to block the backdoor escape route. He suddenly hesitated and then turned back in. Ronald sat on the ground, his lower body had caught fire. He was wailing in pain but could not move. Jazz pulled Ronald over and brought him out of the factory. There was a look of hurt and mockery on his face as Jazz wished he could just leave Ronald to die in the fire. They escaped from the burning abandoned factory. Not long after they emerged, they heard an explos
“It is close to lunch time now yet he hasn’t come home. Where did the old man go?” Daisy mumbled to herself while feeding Charlotte. “Grandma, why hasn't Grandpa come back yet? He said he would bring me a little cake.” Charlotte was looking around. Daisy took out her cell phone and was about to call Solomon when her cell phone rang. “Where have you gone, old man?” But it was not Solomon, but a female voice that sounded at the other end of the phone. The voice could not be more familiar, as it belonged to Samantha. “Is this Mrs. Hart?” “Why is it you who answer? Where is that old man of mine?” “Are you talking about Mr. Hart? Ronald has abducted Summer and wanted her to get an abortion, and then donate bone marrow. Now your husband is taking me hostage to demand Ronald to release Summer. We are on the hospital rooftop…” Daisy’s face turned pale, and she almost fainted upon hearing this, her chest heaving and her hand holding the phone shivered. Ronald abducted Summer and
On the other hand, Ronald was doing what he did because of the same reason as well; he valued her. She had wanted to call Ronald, too, to tell him to set Summer free. But she could not get through his phone. Ronald treated her with love, and she could not bring herself to do anything to hurt him. If news of the abduction went out, it was going to ruin Ronald’s life for good. Ronald was the only man in the world who treated her this way. She could not be heartless to him, even if she was uncaring and unfeeling. Just then, a sound was heard as Yvette suddenly came to the rooftop and locked the rooftop door behind her. “Here is a pretty pleasant spot to talk, eh?” Yvette walked toward the two of them, her voice bitter. “It has just been a few days and your beauty has deteriorated so much. Look at that wig of yours; it looks so fake.” Samantha ignored Yvette and reached to touch the top of her head. “Look at that face, the purple eye circles, and the skin; they are so awful.”
Summer saw the most shocking scene in her life when she got out of the car. Blood was all over Samantha’s and Solomon’s bodies. Yvette was frightened that she literally froze in place on the rooftop. She did not expect that the two of them would fall off the building. The two were rushed into the emergency room. Samantha was too weak and died on the spot while Solomon died an hour later from severe loss of blood. Summer was sitting on the bench outside the emergency room, her pants still soaked in her own blood, when she heard the news. The doctor walked out and took off the mask, sighing and shaking his head. “The fall caused severe injuries to the important organs, and loss of blood. We tried to save him but he still succumbed to his injury.” Mark hugged Summer in his arms. Her body stiffened like a boulder, and she said nothing. The knuckles of her hands that clasped her knees had turned white. Even the color of her fingernails had changed. She broke free of Mark’s embra
How could she forget? Every day when she got off work, her dad would ride his electric bike to fetch her home, rain or shine. He had never failed. Even if he was soaked to the skin, he would make sure she stayed dry until she reached home.How could she forget? After her divorce, it was her dad who unconditionally vowed to support her.Although she was adopted, he gave everything he had to her. He shielded her from hunger, cold, and any wrongdoings. All he thought of was this daughter of his.…The memories were still so vivid, but what was lost was lost forever. He would no longer come back.“Dad, I miss you. I really miss you. Wake up and look at me. Just look at me once!”Her voice had turned hoarse and dry, so much so that it saddened anyone who heard it. But Solomon would never hear it.He would never hear his favorite girl calling him dad anymore. He would never hear again.Summer kneeled there for a long time. She did not know how long it had been, as she just wanted to
No matter where it was, as long as she could sleep, or get some shut-eye, it would be fine. The night was so black, so dark, so heavy, and so quiet. As moonlight shone in through the windows, it coated the walls and bed sheets in the ward in a dazzling white. Lying beside Summer was Solomon’s cold body. She was not afraid, not at all. It was her dad. Why would she be afraid? Mark did not sleep at all. He had gone to Daisy’s ward once, but she had not woken up, still unconscious. The next morning, Daisy woke up and went to see Solomon. She was heartbroken and could not stop crying. Solomon had been her husband for decades. They had gone through many trials together. Now that he was gone, how could she not be distraught? Summer had a haggard face, sunken eyes, and chapped lips. She reached out to hold Daisy, but Daisy pushed her away. There was a sense of resentment in Daisy’s eyes. Her lips were quivering, and her body trembling. She could see the resentment in her mom c
Summer placed a bouquet in front of the tombstone. She thought her tears had dried up, but at this moment, her eyes welled up and tears flowed again. She wept hysterically, pounding her hands on the ground, and cried out loud. Pain was ripping through and almost paralyzed her. “Mark, you can’t let her continue on like this anymore.” It pained Jazz to see her, his eyes reddening. Mark was also standing in the rain, quietly looking at her. He shook his head to stop Jazz. Crying her eyes out was also a way of releasing her emotions. ‘Damn it!’ Jazz turned around as he could not stand it anymore. It seemed that God was not too kind to good people. After crying and yelling, Summer calmed down at last. She stood up, her body still trembling as she dragged herself away in the rain. Mark took off his trench coat and put it on her. She pulled off the trench coat and spat out her words with a blank expression. “Go now. Our relationship ends here. There will be nothing between us fr
“No, I can go by myself.” She gently but determinedly pushed Jazz’s hand away. “Now you don’t even want to associate with your student, do you? This is a remote place; you can’t get a taxi here. Are you going to walk in the rain all night back into the city? What about Charlotte—who will take care of her?” Her heart skipped a beat when she heard him mention Charlotte. She remained silent but let Jazz lead her into the car. Mark was standing still, watching the two slowly disappear from his sight. His hair was all wet, and the rainwater trickled down his face, along the bridge of his tall nose, and then onto his lips. He walked back to the tombstone and slumped down on the ground, closing his eyes as he let the rain beat down on him. Back at home, water dripping from Summer’s body wet the floor. Charlotte had cried for a few days, wanting to see her grandpa. Daisy grabbed something from her side and hurled it over to Summer when she saw Summer was back. “Get out of here! G