“I told you I am in Alcomara. I am at work right now. Let’s talk later when I am off work.” “Which is more important—work or the house, Forrest?” Summer clenched her phone and adjusted her breathing as she called out. “Tell me what else we can do now since the house has been sold?” Summer took a deep breath to suppress her anger. “Tell Amara to return the money!” “Do you think it is possible to ask for money from her? Not a chance!” “I warn you seriously. You know Mom has high-blood pressure; she can’t take this shock. Before Dad and Mom return from the trip, you had better fix this problem and get the house back, even if you have to pay double the money for the breach of contract.” “Are you kidding me, Summer? The house has probably been sold for 1.5 million dollars. The penalty for the breach of contract will be 3 million dollars. I am just a normal white-collar worker. I only keep one grand as pocket money for myself while handing the rest to Amara every month. I have ab

Summer felt her ears were nearly frozen as she walked in the freezing wind on the street. The weather was surprisingly cold today.She called her mom as the two had returned from the trip. The train was scheduled to arrive at 10:00 am.She hung up, and then headed back to school in a hurry. She was absent all of a sudden without calling to inform the school yesterday. Now she had got some explanations to do.The school principal was very understanding. He just gave her a verbal warning and wanted her to pay more attention in the future.She agreed and then asked for another day off. Surprisingly, the principal approved her request with no question asked.After breakfast, Summer hurried away to the train station. The train was delayed. She waited for 40 minutes before finally seeing her dad and mom arriving.She could hear her mom complaining as they approached. “The train is delayed every time. My back hurts.”“I have wanted to take the high-speed train, but you are not willing

Carlos hurriedly changed his narrative. He was hesitant. “Honestly, Mr. Valentine. Miss Hart and I have very important things to discuss.”Mark sat down on a sofa leisurely with his brow raised. “What is it about?”“It is a personal matter.” Carlos made up an excuse.“Well, what kind of personal matter, may I ask? If Miss Hart can help, I am sure I can, too.” He was still behaving elegantly.Carlos was silenced now. He could not imagine asking Mark Valentine to help him with ‘that stuff.’After a while.Nancy helped Lucas to the back seat before letting Summer—who had got a little drunk—sit in the front passenger seat.Her eyes flickered, and her heart pounded uncontrollably as she sighted the side of the good-looking man’s face.“Address?” Mark asked Nancy, who was sitting in the back seat.“Stodan South,” she replied hurriedly, after coming out of her daze. The black Land Rover started. There was silence in the car. The only thing audible was their breathing sounds.Summer

When an elegant and respectable man like Mark spoke about menstruation, it felt odd and made Nancy feel embarrassed. Her heart pounded uncontrollably.Immediately, she pulled the enraged Summer over. “Sit down, Summer. We have ordered food.”Summer realized she had overreacted. The two of them must be puzzled, probably thinking that she was mentally unstable. But she could not help herself.Her pregnancy caught her off guard. She panicked, not knowing what to do. She just instinctively vented her emotions.She took a deep breath, trying to suppress her emotions as she sat down.The heating system was running on full blast. She took off her down jacket, revealing her black blouse underneath. Just as she got up to hang her down jacket, an accident happened. The server standing behind her did not foresee that she would spin around, and he bumped into her.The server was holding a tray with three transparent crystal glasses containing red wine on it, along with a bottle of red wine,

Summer was trying to pull herself together. She nearly jumped out of her skin when her phone rang all of a sudden.Picking up the phone on the bed, she saw the caller ID. Her heart pounded violently—so much so that she nearly lost grip on her phone.It was Mark.He must have found the pregnancy report.She hung up the phone. Her hand was shuddering. But she told herself to calm down.The phone screen lit up again, and the ringtone reverberated in the silent room.She let the phone sit in her hand but did not pick up the call. After a long moment, the screen went dark.She breathed a sigh of relief. She knew she had to make a quick decision whether or not to keep the baby.The door was ajar. She could clearly hear her mom’s cheerful laughter and the tender voice of the child from the TV.With her hand on her belly, there was a strange feeling rising from within.It was her baby, and her blood was flowing in her. It was a wonderful feeling.How could she kill an innocent baby