Her love was obvious, but she had to act as if she did not care or was annoyed. No one knew how much pain she had to go through at that time, and yet he still hated her.
Indeed, Mark did not know the existence of such a backstory. His sense of guilt towards Raine grew a bit more, but it was mere guilt only.
"I honestly have not heard of these before, but now it has become a thing of the past. Even though you've brought it up now, not the slightest bit of change will occur.
"Perhaps if you chose to tell me the truth at that time, we might not have come to this point. Nevertheless, it i s merely hypothetical, and is not a reality.
"In the end, we will meet the ones we are destined to meet, love the ones we are destined to love. This is fate"
In between those words, he squeezed that delicate hand in the palm of his hands a little tighter, making Summer feel the warmth he exuded.
Never had Summer heard Mark speak these words before, and never had she expected herself to hear those words from his mouth. This was unprecedented
-the one and only time.
It felt as if a stone was dropped into her calm heart, stirring up huge waves.
She had never thought that Mark would say such words to Raine. Her heart was heating up gradually, melting and softening.
Raine had a scoffing expression on her face. An inexplicable pain was swarming throughout her whole body. She was cold, hurt, and full of anger!
She wanted to cry loudly, to vent out all the resentment, anger, grievance, pain, and everything that was in her heart.
Nevertheless, she could not let out a sound. All she did was sit there with her whole body trembling, the muscles on her face stiff. She could not move at all.
After long years of torture and four years of waiting, what result did she end up getting? 1
"You should head back first, I'll go visit Charlotte later ..." Mark said as he withdrew his gaze. He squeezed Summer's hand tightly once again before letting go.
She looked up. Standing from afar, she could see Dean waiting for her outside the door with a worried look o n his face. Her heart trembled for a moment. Then, she closed her eyes for a while and suppressed all the messy emotions that emerged.
As she was approaching, she asked, "Why aren’t you back in your room?"
Dean’s gaze fell on her swollen red lips. They made him a little absentminded. However, he managed to immediately regain his senses and asked, "Are you
okay?"
Summer stretched out her hand to tuck the messy hair behind her ears. She felt guilty in her heart and replied, "I'm fine. Come, let’s head inside."
As she spoke, her hands landed on the wheelchair. Charlotte held a Vitagen in her hands while looking at her Mommy's lips. She spoke with a naive voice," Mommy, did you get bitten on your lips?"
Upon hearing this, Summer's body stiffened and turned towards Dean instinctively. But Dean did not seem to care about it. He reached out to pick up Charlotte into his arms and asked, "Did you miss Uncle Dean these few days?" 1
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