“Thank you.” He thanked her politely but indifferently, like a stranger. “No problem.” Her heart ached, and she took a deep breath. He did not look at her again as he turned to Daisy and said hello politely. “How are you doing, Mrs. Hart?” Daisy looked at the girl and Mark, then at Summer. “Surviving!” she said grumpily. “Take care. After having dinner with Charlotte, I will send her back.” Mark did not mind Daisy’s reaction. Summer remained silent. It was Daisy who felt not too happy. “Charlotte has already had dinner. Thank you for your kindness.” “I want to have dinner with Daddy. I want to be with Daddy. I am hungry,” Charlotte suddenly said. Charlotte’s words were a slap in the face for Daisy. She looked embarrassed. But it was her own granddaughter; there was nothing she could do about it. “I will send her back safely.” Mark turned around and left with the girl and Charlotte. Mark did not look back again, not even trying to glance out of the corner of his eye. H
When Daisy saw the girl holding a bag of presents in her hand and having a smile on her face, she had to let her in out of politeness, no matter how much she disliked the girl. “Mark asked me to bring you this present, Mrs. Hart. He was concerned when he saw you lost a lot of weight.” The girl smiled and put the present aside. Just then, Summer came out of the bathroom and saw the girl, her brows upturning with surprise. But when she looked around, he did not see Mark. The girl had noticed her behavior and quickly explained, “Mark has gone to see Harry to collect some documents. He will be here in a while.” ‘Very observant.’ Summer thought, her mouth twitching, and she nodded to the girl. “Would you like coffee or tea?” “No, thank you.” The girl was well-mannered, and Summer could see that she was a little nervous. While they were talking, Mark arrived with a present for Charlotte. He said hello to Daisy and then looked at the girl. “We will head back to the apartment tonig
Mark seemed very close to the girl, however. He even took her back to their former apartment. Could it be that Mark had fallen in love with that girl? Thinking of what he said when he left, she was scared and terrified. But she must not back out this time, as she was clear that she wanted him back. Turning on the TV, the news was still about Mark and the girl. It made Daisy’s hackles rise when she saw the presents placed at one side. “Throw these things out.” “Why waste it since he has bought it?” Summer looked calm. Daisy was still angry when she saw Summer’s nonchalant expression. But considering that it was she who wanted Summer to leave Mark, she had nothing more to say. Summer’s aunt called in the evening and said that she was introducing a man to Summer. Daisy readily agreed. Her thinking was, since Mark could find a new woman, so could her daughter. She asked Summer for her opinion, and Summer had no objections and let Daisy do whatever she wanted. … Looking at t
The corners of his lips twitched, and his expression softened. “How many young girls do you think I have?” “How am I supposed to know how many young girls you have, and how many God has sent you?” She asked in a mocking way. Mark’s lips curled up even higher now. The next moment, his expression became indifferent again. “I will leave you to it.” The man had not left yet, as he was interested in Summer. He kept on telling jokes, and she could not stand it, finding an excuse to reject him. In the corner by the window, the girl was smiling, and Mark’s expression was soft. The two looked like a perfect match. When she walked past the two of them, she overheard their conversation. He did not look up at her, not even sparing a glance. It even made her feel that the conversation outside the ladies’ room just now was just her fantasy, an illusion; he was still indifferent toward her. She sank her fingernails into the tender skin of her palms. Daisy got up immediately and secretly si
“Every day?” Summer was startled, her voice trembling a little. “Yeah, every day.” Daisy sighed softly. “He stood there and begged me for forgiveness. I don’t know how he got the time to do that; I told him off countless times, yet he persisted.” Summer did not know that Mark had done all these things quietly. “There are few men like him nowadays. Go for it,” Daisy said. Summer froze in place, still in shock and feeling touched. After a while, she pulled back her drifting mind and deliberately asked, “Do you want me to get him back, Mom?” “When I say yes, it means yes!” Daisy got snappish. A smile appeared at the corner of Summer’s mouth, her heart thumping with joy. How she wished she could fly toward him now like a bird. She was not an impulsive person, but she did not want to hold back anymore. Summer nodded, turned around, and walked out of the ward. Just then, Daisy suddenly said, “If he really loves that young girl, you should just stop there. We can’t be the third
The girl was serving food. “Do you want some, Miss Hart?” “No, thank you.” She refused, still sitting on the sofa as an awful feeling spread and flooded inside her. The change of roles happened so quickly. It was still recently that she was in that reverse position. The two were having dinner, and no one talked. Summer thought it could be because she was here that the two of them did not talk. Half an hour later, the two finished their dinner, and the girl cleaned up, leaving Mark and Summer in the living room. Mark sat down, crossing his long legs gracefully, and looked at Summer. “What do you want to talk to me about?” “Can we still be together?” she asked slowly, breathing carefully. Mark was stunned for a moment, the look in his eyes deepening as emotional ripples formed. But it was just for a fleeting moment before it all returned to normal. “What do you mean, Miss Hart?” She had made her meaning plain enough and would not believe that he did not know what she meant. “
Disapprovingly, Summer insisted, "I'll give you guys a ride then."The trio was silent on the way there. Summer was focused on the wheel while Mark was resting his eyes. The girl just wore a small smile on her face, and Summer could not tell what was on her mind. The director of the university was standing by the gates, waiting for their arrival. When he saw the noble Mr. Valentine getting off a Volkswagen Golf, he choked and coughed. Mark had not asked for her to come along, but Summer had already taken it upon herself and followed behind him. She decided that she would act more shamelessly, as she thought, 'The more thick-skinned I am, the better.' The university they arrived at was the most prestigious one in Santabaca. The director was giving them a tour while introducing the school to them.The girl had stayed back in the school to start her classes, and at last, the two of them were alone again. Summer turned her head slightly and glanced towards the man who was in the pa
The driver had driven to the kindergarten in the end. The black Bentley drove steadily on the road with the two of them sitting at the back. She was not used to the quiet atmosphere, and she shifted in her seat. It felt uneasy and awkward for her. His gaze swept past her and saw her small movements. He arched a brow at her and looked deep in thought, 'She looks so much better looking all stiff and awkward now.' ‘Maybe I've been too nice to her in the past, spoilt her even to the point that she had acted so recklessly and was so stubborn. Maybe what she needs is some punishment.' Charlotte ran into his arms as though a puppy off its leash. She squeezed into his arms and said, "Daddy, Daddy, I missed you so much! So very very much!" Mark lifted his hands and pulled her close. He asked, "Have you eaten?" "Yep! I had some pasta and sausages! I had two big plates of ‘em!" she exclaimed and gave a thumbs up. Just when Summer had wanted to speak, Mark's phone rang. He answered i