Chapter 204


    After that, he picked up the quilt and nket from one side. Instead of returning to the living room, he


    spread the nket on the floor andy down beside the bed.


    The room was small and just for two people. Even though the heater did not work properly, it was still


    much better than sleeping in the living room.


    There was only the faint breathing sound of the two of them in the room.


    Summer woke up in the middle of the night to answer nature''s call. Pregnancy made her not only


    lethargic but also prone to frequent urination.


    Sitting up in bed, she could barely make out a person lying on the floor under the faint moonlight. She


    frowned, turned on the tablemp, and she finally saw it clearly.


    The man was sleeping on the floor with his handsome face resting on his arm. He was casual,zy,


    and looked entirely different under the moonlight.


    Perhaps, outside the apartment, after he ignored Paine, grabbed her by the wrist, and took her away;


    or perhaps, when she asked him if he had the right to know his freedom, and he agreed to it, her heart


    had softened slightly.


    A woman in love seems to be like this; even if the other party only provides a little warmth, she will


    seize it and ingrain it in her heart.


    She had told thendy in the afternoon about the heating issue, but things had not improved at all.


    It was not obvious when lying in the quilt, but once she stepped out, the chill bit her skin.


    Quietly, Summer took out a quilt from the cab on the side and put it on him. Only then she went into


    the bathroom.


    After returning, she could not fall back asleep. Her eyes asionally nced at the body on the floor


    with concerns. She tossed and turned, finding it difficult to fall asleep.


    She said nothing in the end. It was not after a long timeter did she finally fall asleep again.


    The next morning, Mark woke up first. When his deep and slightly sleepy eyes saw the quilt on his


    body, his thin lips curled upwards and he was in a good mood again.


    Mrs. Valentine''s attitude toward him seemed to be easing up.


    He lowered his head and nced at the time. It was six-something. He lifted the quilt and got up, then


    nced at her and left the room.


    He walked out of the dark alley outside the apartment. There were breakfast stalls selling everything


    lining


    the street.


    Standing in front of a stall, Mark’s eyes darted on the various breakfasts, wondering what her


    preference was. Atst, he made up his mind. "Some of everything, please," he said to the stall owner.


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    The stall owner nodded happily, swiftly filled a portion of each item, tied the bag, and handed it over.


    He took the bag in his hand and held out a $100 bill to him, then turned around and left without waiting


    for the change.


    As soon as thendy opened the door, she saw a charming, tall man walking towards her. She


    broke into a smile and greeted him. "Good morning, Mr.


    Valentine."


    "Good morning." He nodded apathetically and politely, and then he walked past her and opened the


    door.


    Watching him disappearing from her sight, thendy gulped. She had never encountered a man as


    superb as this one.


    She was in her forties and had long passed the age where she would easily fall for a man. But she was


    still fascinated by him,pletely losing her selfcontrol.


    All beautiful things are pleasing to the eye. It only takes a nce to make one feel charged up.


    In the eyes of thendy, Mark must a thoughtful and charming man. She came to the conclusion


    because of the takeaway breakfast he was holding in his hands.