Summer smiled. “Just like what you’ve said, I wasn’t brought up well. If there is nothing else, I’m going upstairs.”It was almost impossible to reason with her or try to restore her usual self. She had attempted it previously, but she had now given up.“You swore before your father’s portrait that you will leave my son alone. Unless you want your father to die with regret, you will leave my son immediately and stop your daydreams. Let me tell you, you will never become part of the Valentine family or its daughter-in-law!”It was unnecessary to repeatedly discuss the matter as it had already become a routine.“Since I swore by my father’s name, he would surely forgive me. Because he loved me, he will understand and accept me. Even if he doesn’t, whatever befalls me is mine to bear; it is my sin. You don’t need to worry! Haven’t you heard that it takes two to tango? If your son doesn’t strike when I reach out, nothing would happen. Since you have so much time and energy to face me,
The expression on Mark’s handsome face turned icy cold. “I’ll call Ms. Hart.” Harry quickly pulled out his phone.At that moment, he could tell what Mark needed most; he was very certain that Mark desired Summer’s comfort.“N-No need to call her. Sh-She’ll be there in the afternoon…” he uttered laboriously. “The doctor will be giving me sedatives immediately and put me on IV. Afterward, you send me back to the apartment.”The IV process began after first aid measures were taken care of. By the time he had finished a bottle, she would have also finished work.“But you need someone to care for you!”“When this bottle is finished, send me back to the apartment. Then, return to work.” Although Mark looked pale, he maintained his unwavering authority.Harry knew that Mark did not like hospitals, especially the odor there. Furthermore, it was just IV, and the doctor had said it could also be done at home. Hence, he nodded in acknowledgment.There were three rooms. Harry had no idea wh
But this was a different situation altogether. Whether it was Mark or Summer, the same method would only work once, and not twice.To ensure her peaceful life, Yvette had to get it right once and for all to prevent any aftermath. Besides this approach, she did not have a better idea…Summer suddenly realized she had forgotten her bag the moment she picked up the coat, so she returned to the room to get it.Yvette smiled hideously like a vicious and venomous matron. It was terrifying.She flicked a lighter to ignite a quivering blue flame. The eerie blue flame was flickering and bobbing up and down, looking somewhat peculiar…Summer carried her bag. However, she noticed the bed was untidy, so she stooped forward and rearranged the bedsheet and the pillows. Before she could regain her stance, a high-pitched and nerve-wrecking shriek came.Only Yvette was in the living room. Besides her, there was no one who could possibly be screaming.However, Summer paid no attention to Yvette’s
‘I need to escape. Whether she lives or dies, does it really matter?’Summer stared at her coldly and returned to the room. Yvette was filled with fear and terror. As the fire encircled her, the flames on her dress were ready to engulf her. In the bedroom, Summer undid the bedsheet and quickly fastened it to the window. As the apartment was on the second floor, there was still a way out!Because the bedsheet was too short, she fumbled through the closet for another two. After connecting them together in tight knots, she flung them out of the window.“Ahhh! I’m going to die! I’m really going to die! Mark, Jazz, Mommy is so afraid!” Yvette screamed in horror as though she had lost her mind. Summer was palpitating; sweat broke out on her forehead and flowed downward like a stream.Yvette’s voice echoed as if inside Summer’s head. She tried not to take notice of it, but it kept creeping into her auditory canals.“Mark, Jazz, Mommy is very scared…” she sobbed while begging for her
Without second thoughts, Summer also hung onto the bedsheets and slowly slid downward.Nothing tragic happened because the bedsheets were strong. They landed safely. Yvette, feeble in both feet, sat on the ground and wept silently.Nobody could understand what it felt to escape the gates of Hades. Summer breathed heavily; she held her quivering legs, trying to calm herself.The Civil Defense Force personnel had arrived and cordoned the area. Many people had gathered. Summer borrowed an onlooker’s phone, and as she dialed Mark’s number, her hands were trembling. Nevertheless, no one answered the call.Then, she called Harry. The call connected, and she asked, “Where is Mark?”“He’s in the apartment. He wasn’t feeling well this morning. After being administered with sedatives, he’s now resting in the apartment.”His words were devastating. Summer stumbled; she lost her balance and held on to the tree behind. “You’re saying Mark is in the apartment?” Yvette heard it too, and she s
The visibility inside the apartment was very poor due to the ferocity of the fire. Avoiding the flames, she fumbled her way through the smog.Although there were places that remained unscorched, her feet were still occasionally scalded by the vivacious flames; it was hot and painful.It was very tough to navigate through the fire, and the smoke fumed so heavily that it made her dizzy. Every step was laborious. The door of the rightmost room had already burnt down when she arrived. The flames were spreading close to the bed.But he was still lying unconsciously in bed.Summer was horrified when she saw what was before her. She could not picture what might have happened to him if she had arrived later.She removed the IV and used all her strength to help him toward the door. He was very heavy, and all his weight pressed hard against her. She covered his and her nostrils with a long towel, each of them sharing one-half of it.Perhaps it was the chill of the towel or the heat of th
When Summer woke up, it was already the next afternoon. Her legs and arms were bandaged with thick linen gauze.She pulled aside her blanket, and when she was about to get out of bed, she was stopped by the approaching nurse. “Where are you going?”“To see someone.” She had not forgotten about how severe and life-threatening his injuries were when he protected her.The nurse tried to stop her but failed. As she feared that Summer might dismantle her IV, she brought her over instead.Mark was still in the ICU. The chandelier that struck him directly on his head was huge and heavy. There was bleeding, and the blood clot pressed on his nerve. Therefore, it was hard to predict when he would wake up.Dressed in sanitized attire, Summer sat beside him in the ICU. She placed his hands on her cheek, and tears welled up in her eyes.‘You got to be alright. Please be alright. Nothing should happen to you!’Mark’s head was bandaged in white linen gauze, and his cyan stubble had vividly sur
She could hardly imagine the situation. ‘If that ever happens, I would rather die!’Yvette had the maid take care of Charlotte. Gritting her teeth and without a sense of pity, she took out the recorder. “It’s her. She wanted to kill me…”…Summer was having mushroom soup when the police arrived, and following behind was Yvette.Yvette averted her eyes immediately when she glanced at Summer’s bandages. Her heart was still thumping, and she was afraid to look up.“Ms. Hart, please come with us to the station.”She raised her head and put down her bowl. Acknowledging, she followed them into the police car, and they departed to the police station.Summer and Yvette were seated in separated interrogation rooms, and they were surrounded by dark walls.Yvette had experienced prison once. So, she knew how it felt being in a prison cell. The dark atmosphere was like a living nightmare to her.She had intended not to harm Summer anymore. Instead, she decided to stop it after the fire an