Chapter 265


    Switching off the lights by the bed, the room fell pitch ck, and only the faint sounds of their breaths


    could be heard.


    They were sleeping side by side on the same bed, and they were so close together, but it had felt as


    though there was a distance where they were out of reach from one another.


    It was when the night had be darker and quieter, did they hear a sudden ring for a received


    message.


    A toned arm reached over to the nightstand, Mark grabbed his phone and clicked on the message. It


    was from Raine which read, "Have you slept? Good night."


    The blue light emitted by his phone illuminated through the room, and Summer nced over with the


    corner of her eyes. Then, she held onto her nket tightly as her brows knotted slightly. She knew that


    the message was from Raine.


    She thought, ''How should I even try to save this marriage? I really do not know.''


    Without replying to the message, he merely nced at it. He ced his phone back onto the


    nightstand, and he shifted his eyes sideways. His dark eyes were met with hers as she too was looking


    over to him. He


    asked, "What really happened back at the mansion today?"


    He did not believe that she was one who would cause harm to others, but he wanted to know what was


    the reason that caused them to have such a big fight.


    However, she had thought that he was deliberately interrogating her. After a long moment of silence,


    with her heart feeling numbed, she spoke up coldly and mockingly, "I don''t have anything to say. It was


    just as you saw. You can just interpret it as you want!"


    After saying so, she closed her eyes and never spoke u p again.


    Hearing her words, Mark''srge hands tightened as h e stared at her back fiercely, wishing to pierce


    holes through it.


    He was waiting for her to exin the truth to him, and he never had thought that she would be so


    nonchnt and disdainful.


    Does she think that there is no need to exin or even talk to me?'' he thought.


    His expressions wavered. He wanted to pull her soft and slender frame into his arms but had also


    wanted t o just strangle her to death.


    However, as he thought of her attitude moments ago, his rage reignited, and his desire for her was kept


    away. Heid up straight and slept.


    The next day.


    In the morning.


    Yvette came just as the breakfast was ted on the table. When she saw Ms. Moore, sheined,"


    Mom, why didn''t you stay at the mansion instead now that you''re here? Why stay here?"


    Ms. Moore was having her orange juice as she eyed her, "Am I troubling you for choosing to stay here


    at m y grandson''s?"


    "That''s not what I meant. I''m just trying to say our mansion is huge, wouldn''t it be better to stay there?


    This ce is quite small. There''s not enough space."


    "I think it feels prettyfy. Mark, is Summer awake yet?" Ms. Moore asked as she turned her head


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    "Yeah," he replied tly.


    Ms. Moore answered, "Call her out for breakfast. The orange juice is freshly squeezed, she should


    drink it while it''s fresh. Andter, send her to school and get her to leave request settled. Then, both of


    you can leave the day after tomorrow."


    Yvette furrowed her brows and asked, "Where are they going?"


    "To their honeymoon. I had nned the destination and schedules, do you have a problem with that?"


    Hearing so, Yvette ground her teeth and said looking displeased, "Mom, why are you so nice to her?


    The mother-inw is already here yet the daughter has yet to greet her, and the mother has to call her


    out for breakfast. How improper is that?"


    "I''m nice to her because I like her. Can''t I do so?


    Speaking of which, when you were pregnant, didn''t you only awoke at noon? You even had servants


    serve you your breakfast. Is she not a pregnant woman now like you were? You of all people don''t


    deserve to criticize her," Ms. Moore said without filter, "She''s her family''s precious girl who was doted


    on back at her home. She did not marry into our family for you to pick on. You don''t have to be so harsh


    on her."


    Yvette did not show her displeasure on her face though her eyes had glinted with emotion. She asked i


    n thought, "Mom, where did you n for them to go for their honeymoon?"