"I might have accidentally damaged the wedding dress when I was hanging it. How much is it? I'll pay you," Summer said as she did not want to continue the argument with her.
Then, they walked out of the bridal shop. Summer’s questioning gaze landed on Dean. "What about now? Should we go to the next shop?"
"Sure," Dean replied.
They visited almost all of the bridal shops in Nokocola Bay, yet none of the shops were willing to sell them any.
Figuring out the person behind this was a complete no -brainer. Summer's anger filled her chest until she felt suffocated, and it put her in a dilemma.
However, it never occurred to her that Mark could be this influential in the Nokocola Bay area. Then again, did he not think that his actions were too childish?
However, at the same time, an unexplainable feeling emerged in her heart. It felt like helplessness. It also felt like...
"It looks like we can't get anything in Nokocola Bay. Anyway, we didn’t plan to hold our wedding here.
We'll just wait till we get back to Santabaca and
reserve a wedding dress there," she replied.
The look in Dean’s eyes was a little dark, and he seemed to be distracted. After all, he was not a fool. It was impossible for the bridal shops to reject them without valid reasons. There had to be a cause behind it. Of course, the reason was Mark.
It was just that Dean had never planned to let go of Summer. This period of time had been a happy one, and this was exactly the kind of life he had dreamed o f. He wanted to continue this happy and ordinary life much longer.
"Let's head back to Santabaca then." He had the same thought.
Since both were on the same page, Summer went ahead and bought tickets to return to Santabaca the next day. They would discuss the rest of the details later when they returned.
On the other side...
"Grandpa, what happened actually?” The stern look on Mark's face did not change. His whole being was tense.
"I went to the supermarket for a while while the servant prepared dinner, and your grandma fell on the floor.” In between words, Gordon’s face was filled with guilt.
Looking at the bright operating theater signage, Mark moved his long legs and walked to a corner. He called Yvette on the phone and said, "Mom, Grandma collapsed. You should take the earliest flight and come to Norwood." "Alright, I got it," Yvette briefly replied.
Soon after, Mark dialed Ronald's number, but no one picked up his call initially. After a few tries, Ronald finally answered, "Mark."
"Dad, Grandma collapsed. She’s in the hospital at Norwood."
Ronald was a little perplexed. "My business in Grudin North is still ongoing. The rebuilding after the disasters has been hectic. I really can't leave for the time being. I'll go over to Norwood in two days."
"You can't. You have to come over immediately. I don't care how busy you are with Grudin North." His voice was cold and forceful. After that, Mark promptly hung up.
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