The number of reporters crowding the office was so huge that the teachers in the office did not even have room to stand.But none of the teachers spoke up for Summer either because there were too many reporters present or because they were afraid of offending the principal’s daughter.And third, they did not know Summer well.So they sat on the sidelines to avoid getting themselves into trouble.Summer, who was also pushed back by the crowd, was wobbling unsteadily on her feet. Instinctively, she protected her abdomen with her hands as she feared that anyone would accidentally hurt her baby.Nancy, standing not far away, saw exactly what Summer was doing. Her white teeth sank deep into her lips.Suddenly, she acted on impulse. Pretending to be unsteady on her feet, she stumbled forward with full force.And so the reporters standing in front of her were shoved forward without warning.As the crowd could not resist the push from behind, Summer was knocked to the ground. Her abdom
Contrary to Summer’s usual soft pink cheeks, the slap mark was too much of an eyesore to Mark. Feeling displeased, he suddenly clenched his fist. She looked at him, gave him a faint smile, and then turned to the reporters.“I have every right to hold you accountable for the harm you have done to me today. Just wait and see!”Despite her weak breath, she had a determined look on her face. She gripped the corner of Mark’s sweater and glanced up at him once she finished her words. Gritting her teeth, she said, “My stomach hurts. Hospital…”Smoldering anger flashed from Mark’s eyes. Without hesitation, he strode out.When the reporters saw that, they moved their feet, wanting to leave the office. Mr. Valentine was too intimidating. They should leave as quickly as possible.Nevertheless, Mark paused. He turned around and looked back with icy, cold eyes.“Where are you going? We need to talk. From now on, no one will leave the office…” His voice was cold.In the hospital.Summer ha
Meanwhile, at the Valentine Mansion. Amara was sitting on the couch in the living room as she looked around, admiring the expensive interior and decorations while commending the Valentine’s wealth in her head. Furrowed brows appeared on Yvette’s defined features as she asked, “I think Summer will be home quite late today. How about I phone you when she’s home?” “It’s alright. I’m free today anyways. I can wait. Do you have coffee?” Amara replied as she continued looking around. “Get her a cup of coffee,” Yvette did not hide her disgust.Back at the hospital.Jazz felt puzzled as he hung up the call. He then switched the television on to see what was the commotion Yvette was referring to. As Summer felt curious as well, she watched the news with him. She saw Mark in his dark grey coat facing a group of reporters. With grace and poise, he spoke up. “Seeing as she’s my lawfully wedded wife, don’t all of you think that the rumors of her seducing those men are utterly ridiculo
As Mark entered the ward, Jazz got up from his seat on the couch and walked over to him, “Hey, mom called and asked you to head home.” Summer, lying on the bed, flipped over to face them as she heard Jazz speak up. “Okay,” Mark answered nonchalantly. He shifted his eyes to Summer, and his gaze landed on the red patch on her cheek. “I, too, want to head back,” she said as she sat up.She figured their parents might be in a big shock and overwhelmed with worry after hearing about the commotion on the news. Retracting his gaze on her, Mark asked Jazz, “What did the doctor say?”“He told me to take extra care, but I still can walk about!” She rushed to answer before Jazz could.Getting off the bed carefully, Summer tried to walk as she took small steps forward after Jazz went out of the room to get her discharge procedures done.Mark’s brows furrowed as he watched her. He walked towards her, and she was carried bridal style in his arms. As she stared up at him and gazed at hi
With a smile, Raine turned and went to the kitchen. Stepping towards the couch, Mark put Summer down. His eyes narrowed in thought as he went up the stairs while taking off his coat.Both Raine and Mark had acted too casually towards each other, and Jazz could not tell what they truly felt. He cracked his head as he wondered, ‘What was truly in aunt Raine’s thoughts at that moment? What did brother truly feel just now?’ Only when Mark had gone out of her field of vision and entered his room did Amara stop staring at him. ‘He is too mesmerizing!’ She thought.In Amara’s eyes, he was charming from head to toe, and one glance was enough to make her swoon and fall for him. In the kitchen. Raine stood in the corner of the kitchen, holding a palm against her chest. Her heart was pounding uncontrollably, and she tried to calm her erratic breathing.It was inevitable. They had finally met after three long years, after all. Unlike how she had reacted before, her heart could not rem
Jazz froze as he remembered that he was still in his work uniform. With his eyes crinkling, he tried to gloss over her question, “Do I look too attractive to the point that you can’t tear your gaze off me?”“I can see oil stains on your shirt. Go and get changed,” Yvette replied without thinking much into it.With a playful smile, Jazz got up from his seat. He winked towards Raine behind Yvette’s back as a signal to Raine, so she would help him hide the truth from his mom.She nodded as she got the message. She waved him off to urge him to get dressed quickly.“Raine, didn’t you say you were coming back home with your fiancé?” Yvette asked before taking a few sips of her soup.“He still has to finish up some work before heading here. You’ll get to meet him for sure. I have some pictures of him. Would you like to see them?” Looking at Yvette, Raine raised her head as she replied while filling up the other bowls.“Sure, let’s see them. I’m sure that, for someone who could steal y
In the room. As she sat and rested on her bed, her mind was racing with thoughts of the news reported. When she caught a glimpse of the man on the sofa, her gaze and attention lingered on him.As he was looking through some work documents, the sleeves of his sweater were folded up, showing his toned and muscular arms. His eyes were squinting slightly as he read; he wrote meticulously with a pen in his left hand. ‘We’ve been together for quite some time, but I’ve only noticed that he’s a leftie,’ she thought while admiring him unconsciously.“How long are you going to stare, Mrs. Valentine?” He asked as he kept his head down, only lifting his brows.Embarrassed that she was caught red-handed, she gave a slight cough as she changed the topic, “I think there’s something strange regarding what happened today—the news about me, I mean.”“Go on,” he replied with a slightly higher pitch, signaling her to continue her speculations.“I think this was someone’s set up to defame me, and
Taking a glance at his wristwatch, faint brow furrows appeared on Mark’s chiseled face. “Good morning, give me five minutes,” he said, lifting his head.Immediately right after, he strode to the bathroom.Mark stepped out right on cue in about five minutes, dressing in a flawlessly tailored suit that accentuated his build and poise. “Let’s go.”Startled slightly, Summer asked, “Where to?”“The results are ready today.” Mark’s voice deepened when he saw her looking at him in bewilderment. Summer was surprised and thought, ‘So soon?’ but it was good news as she could finally get to know who was behind the setup.As the black Land Rover drove to their destination, she gazed outside, feeling bored.Suddenly, someone familiar by the road caught her eye. She furrowed her brows and asked, “Isn’t that…your aunt?”Without uttering a word, he shot a glance and narrowed his eyes. Then, the car pulled over at the side of the road.Raine was forced to halt in her tracks, seeing as her path was blo