Chapter 364


    The light in the living room was off, and she did not intend to turn it on since she would return to the


    room after the phone call.


    The moonlight shone through the French windows onto the floor. She walked over slowly.


    When she saw a tall figure in the shade, it scared the daylights out of her, and the cell phone in her


    hand slipped and fell to the floor.


    "Do you have to be so scared?" Mark''s voice came as h e bent over to pick up the phone from the


    ground.


    Grace, who was on the other end of the phone, heard a male voice and got excited. She could not help


    but speak louder.


    "Summer? I heard a man''s voice. Tell me who he is. It i ste at night, and you are still with a man in


    your room. Are you two having a sizzling night? I do hope you are. You and Mark have been separated


    for four years. I am worried about you. But now it looks like you have gotten over it and found a new


    guy. I hope things will work out well for you."


    Mark was delighted and angry at the same time upon hearing those words. He spoke into the phone


    slowly." I am that guy you are talking about."


    "Your voice sounds familiar. Who are you?"


    "I’m Mark," he said.


    Grace was startled for a moment, then she mumbled something in her mouth and hung up.


    Summer frowned and was not too happy with him picking up her cell phone. "Give me back my phone,"


    she said, extending a hand.


    Mark quirked an eyebrow and did not hand over the phone. Instead, he leaned back casually, running


    his finger over the screen as he typed his telephone number on it.


    He was curious to know what she saved his name as i n her contact list.


    His charming face darkened involuntarily when he saw the result.


    She did not store his number in the phone book at all, and he did not find his number on the contact


    list.


    He scrolled through the call log and found his number. But that was it-he was just a number.


    His face darkened a bit more as he continued to scroll down the call log and saw Dean’s and Jazz''s


    names.


    ''Heck! Dean. Jazz. What affectionate addresses.''


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    He was still scrolling further down the call log when Summer suddenly grabbed the phone from his


    hand.


    He lifted his chin up to look at her, the look in his eyes so sullen that it looked like a swirling whirlpool


    that wanted to swallow her.


    But she ignored him, lowering her head to scroll through the messages. All three new messages were


    from Sherman.


    ''I will see you at Club Nightshade tomorrow. Be there o rhe square.''


    ''Don’t pretend you haven''t read my text messages and don''t give me an excuse to say that you are too


    busy. I know you are in Santabaca right now.’


    ''Summer, what should I do? I feel so terrible now. I need someone by my side.''