Chapter 205


    But at the same time, thendy could not quite understand something. Judging by Mark''s attire,


    graceful and dignified way of speaking, deeds, and every move, and his car that was worth millions, he


    was a rich man. But why did he stay in such a ce?


    Thendy shook her head, stretched as she walked toward the nearby square for her morning


    exercises.


    Summer was still asleep when Mark returned. He did not wake her up, but sat at the dining table and


    pecked at the breakfast.


    After that, he put the rest of the breakfast in a heatinstion container, checked the time, picked up his


    ck coat and left. He had to attend an international conference at 7:30 am, and it was 7:00 am now.


    It was 7:10 am when Summer woke up. The first thing she did by instinct was to nce down at the


    floor.


    The quilt on the floor had been folded up and ced aside neatly, and there was no sounding from


    the living room. Obviously, he had already left.


    She got out of bed and freshened up. Because she woke upte, she had little time for breakfast. So


    she nned to heat a ss of milk.


    When she came into the kitchen, she was puzzled


    when she saw a heat-instion container on the stove. She walked over and opened it up, only to see


    that there was orange juice and hot chocte inside.


    On the side were a baguette, croissant, pancake, and even two hard-boiled eggs.


    She did not have to guess who bought these things. But she was a little surprised because he did this.


    She arrived on time at the school, but just barely.


    When she came to the ssroom, she found that Jazz''s ce was still vacant. She asked the


    substitute teacher who went to the self-study sessionst night and was told that the seat had always


    been vacant.


    That meant Jazz did note to school all day.


    She frowned, walked out of the office, and called Maria in the Valentine mansion. "Maria, did Jazz


    return home?"


    "No, he didn''te home all night."


    At this time, her eyebrows were knitted tightly together. She dialled Jazz’s number, but he did not


    answer.


    He did not return home nore to school. So where did he go?


    After a while, she dialled his number again. This time, she was finally connected, and her face


    brightened up.


    When she heard noises and the PA broadcast in the background, her heart skipped a beat and she


    could not help clenching the phone with both hands. "Jazz, where are you now?"


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    The PA broadcast in the background was apparently a t the airport. But what was he doing at the


    airport?


    "Airport." Jazz replied honestly.


    Hearing that, Summer''s breathing became quicker. Still with the phone to her ear, she hurried out of the


    school. “Don''t go anywhere, Jazz. I will be there soon."


    After flying out of the school, she waved down a taxi and jumped in, panting. "Airport, please."


    The taxi was going at a not-so-slow speed, but for the anxious Summer, it was still too slow.


    Sitting in the front passenger seat, she kept urging the driver to speed up.


    The driver was patient and said nothing, trying his best to amodate his passenger’s request.


    Even so, it was two hourster when Summer arrived a t the airport. She was sweating on her back


    even though it was in the mid-winter.