“No! What psychologist? I have a mental problem? I am all good and in good spirits. You can be with the murderer who killed your dad all you want, and I won’t see any psychologist and listen to your crap. Never show up in front of me again!” “Mom, don’t be so stubborn. Let’s see the psychologist; he can help.” “Stop evading the issue at hand. Just give me a definite answer now: leave with him, or stay with me.” Summer shook her head; either way was a painful choice. She loved both of them and did not want to lose either. “Mom, don’t force me to choose.” “I am not forcing you. If you choose me, then we will be the same as before. If you choose him, you stay away from me. If you come to me again, I will slash myself with a knife.” Daisy was adamant, leaving no room for negotiation. She was torn between the two of them, feeling as if her head was about to explode. It hurt her to think of him, of him lowering himself. She promised him she would be brave for him and would try
It was a feminine song, but Mark could sing it with a unique taste of intoxication; it was mellow, charming, magnetic, and moving. Summer listened seriously and attentively, not missing a single sentence. In fact, she wanted to hear his voice and ingrain it in her heart. The surroundings were quiet, and all that echoed in her ears was the sound of the wind, as well as his deep, melodious voice. A long time had passed, and she was still reluctant to hang up. He suddenly said, “Come down. I am in front of the hospital.” Tears burst out of her eyes at that moment. She was afraid of making any sound, so she clenched her teeth, choking back her cry. “I am busy; I don’t think I can go down.” “I am waiting for you. I drove all the way here, shouldn’t you let me see you for a second?” Mark’s voice was deep, yet carried a hint of gentleness. “I am really busy. I can’t make it. I am just making some time to call you. Tomorrow, we will meet in the cafe across the street. I will wait f
She called Mark in front of Daisy and asked to meet in the cafe across the street. When she was about to go, Daisy again warned and threatened her with a grave and serious expression. Summer was tired of it. It seemed that Daisy’s paranoia had gotten worse. Now that she had agreed; what was Daisy still worried about? The cafe The two agreed to meet at 10:00 am. When Summer arrived at 9:40 am, Mark was already there. He was wearing a black suit, his charming face looked tired, his eyes bloodshot. It seemed that he had just rushed over from his office. She walked over, sat down across from him, and looked up. “Why did you come so early?” Mark leaned forward to get close to her, reaching to pick up her dangling hair and stroking her cheek affectionately. “I don’t want you to wait. You didn’t sleep well last night, huh?” Summer subtly avoided his hand by picking up the coffee cup from the table. In fact, there was no need to pretend anything now since she was about to tell him
No one could hurt Mark—not even a bit. But the look in Summer’s eyes and a word from her mouth could hurt him dearly.. Her words pierced into his heart like needles. Mark snickered, his voice hoarse. “Since this is what you want, then I will give it to you. But remember, I will no longer be available to you as no one will stay in one place and wait for someone forever.” For the first time, he loved a woman so much that he offered his heart to her, yet she threw it away. He got up and walked away, his steps not long and quick, as if he still had some expectations. Summer stared at him from behind, panting heavily, and tears rolled down her cheeks as an uncontrollable sadness consumed her. Hearing nothing from her, Mark sneered and laughed, and he never looked back. What else could he expect from her? If she did not want him to leave, she would have spoken just now. What else could he expect? Leaving the coffee shop meant the end between the two of them. It was a complete
The three of them were equally good at drinking. But Charlie was the first to pass out, and Billy was still drinking and kicking Charlie. Using alcohol to numb his sorrow was making the matter worse. He got more upset in the end. He leaned back and stayed motionless. The culprit was still smoking. Charlie’s eyes teared up because of the choking smoke. “Didn’t you quit smoking a long time ago?” “I can’t help myself,” Mark uttered a short sentence in a hoarse voice. “It seems that no one could read the ‘Smoking can kill you’ warning sign on the cigarette packs.” Charlie smiled. Mark said nothing, took out another pack of cigarettes, and lit up again. While Billy was still in a blackout, his phone rang. It was Sherman calling. So Charlie picked it up and talked to her briefly. “I will send this Billy home. You have also drunk too much, Mark. I will find a DD (designated driver) for you.” Charlie was about to make the call. “That won’t be necessary. Do I look drunk to y
The hospital The light in the emergency room was off. When Mark arrived, the doctor told him that the boy was unconscious and that he did not have a clue when the boy would wake up. Mark furrowed his brows and grabbed the doctor by his collar. The doctor was shocked, his expression changing. “We have tried our best. The patient has a congenital heart disease and might have a heart attack at that moment. So that is why…” Congenital heart disease? Mark let go of the doctor and walked outside the ward, where a girl was crouching on the floor and crying. The doctor told him that this was the boy’s elder sister. The boy’s name was Ayaan Donovan, 12, and the girl was Makayla Donovan, 18. They were orphans. The girl still looked immature and appeared to have an introverted personality, as she looked uneasy and lost. People said that children growing up in the orphanage were withdrawn and afraid of the crowd. She was green and quiet, sharing some characteristics with Summer. So
“Yeah,” he responded. “He will wake up knowing that you are waiting for him.” The corner of the girl’s mouth upturned into a smile. She thought the same. Ayaan would not want to make her sad, and so he would wake up. When they reached the top of the stairs, they inadvertently came face-to-face with Summer and Grace. The two were obviously shopping for clothes, too. A day felt like a long time since they last met. Summer knew that she should not look at him, but she still could not help herself. Apart from her, who was surprised to bump into Mark, there were many other people looking at him. Wearing a black suit with a simple white shirt and a dark blue tie, he looked elegant and smart and always caught the attention of women. Mark saw her yet just glanced over at her, looking haughty and alienated, as if she was a stranger. She had a mixed bag of feelings and more pain inside. They had become strangers to each other at last. While trying to catch up with Mark, the girl sp
Sometimes, you come to your senses in just a matter of seconds, and you suddenly see the light at the end of the tunnel. The sadness, depression, and the feeling of suffocation were fading away. She was now different from the miserable look of the past few days. She was a little excited, her expression brightening up. But then, her expression froze as she looked in a particular direction. Those changes of expressions would never escape Grace’s eyes. She turned around and saw through the transparent glass of Mark and the girl getting into the car together. “No way is he going out with another girl so quickly. Look at your expression; you look like a grumbling woman. Are you sure you can let go of him?” Summer pulled back her eyes and stared at Grace, who was still chewing the straw. “Don’t you think the girl’s behavior is a bit of an eyesore?” “I just think you are jealous. Why do you think that girl is an eyesore to you? Have you thought of a solution?” “Almost.” Grace po
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