Chapter 368


    Summer had no words for Daisy''sments, which sounded as if she was looking for a son-inw.


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    She liked Dean, but that kind of like was a feeling that stemmed from pride, honor, and appreciation of


    a friend, not love.


    Like does not equate love.


    Sherman waspletely hammered, lying on the bar, unable to bnce herself. She was three-


    months pregnant but her belly had yet to show.


    "You''re obviously not thinking about yourself and your child by drinking so much." Summer went over


    and smacked her on the shoulder.


    "I don’t want the baby..." She suddenly looked up, her expression terrifyingly calm.


    Summer was taken aback and sensed something amiss. It unnerved her to see Sherman behaving this


    way. "What happened?"


    Sherman refused to tell her, but justughed and poured her a ss of wine. "I will tell you when you


    have had enough."


    "Please tell me first.”


    Sherman shook her head and chuckled. "You drink


    first, and I will tell you once you have had enough. Otherwise, I won’t tell you. I mean it."


    Summer wished that she could strangle her on the spot. She red at Sherman, picked up a ss of


    wine, and knocked it back.


    Summer had known Sherman for so long and knew that Sherman meant what she said.


    "When I finish drinking, I will kill you if you still refuse to tell me." Summer snapped as she gulped down


    the wine.


    It was just that she was not good at drinking. Plus, Sherman picked all the strongest wines for her. A


    few sses down the guts, and before Sherman could say anything, she cked out.


    Sherman chuckled, tears flowing down her cheeks. She said to the unconscious Summer, "Do you


    know why I always like to drink with you? Because you always make meugh when I feel the saddest


    and most painful, Summer..."


    Afterwards, Summer''s phone rang, and Sherman picked it up. Without waiting for the other person to


    speak, she said, "She is in Club Nightshade."


    She nced at the phone, finding the phone number familiar and so thinking it must be an


    acquaintance. She hung up and then drank to her heart’s content again.


    It was Mark who called. When he arrived at Club Nightshade, he saw the two women lying drunk, in a


    mess.


    He quietly cursed, carried Summer up in his arms, and then called Billy so he woulde over to pick


    up the other woman.


    Soon after returning to the apartment, Mark carried her back to the bed in the room. She was obviously


    drunk, mumbling something in her mouth unconsciously, pulling her clothes off andining of the


    heat. Mark was lying on top of her at this time.


    The strong wine felt like it was burning inside her. She just wanted to leave, and tore off her short-


    sleeved clothing, with only her ck underwear on.


    Mark involuntarily gasped.


    He had been abstinent for four years. How could he stand the temptation now?


    He had lost control of himself, even if she did not entice him. Let alone in a situation like this.


    He gritted his teeth, his desire having a tug of war with his self-control. Damn it.


    Summer knew nothing about his situation and was stillining about the heat. When her hands


    touched something cold, she kissed him and loved the feeling.