Chapter 389


    Mark turned around, walked back to the couch, and put her down, then took out a quilt and put it on


    her.


    Never had once Summer been awakened. She seemed to be really sleepy. Mark ran his shapely hand


    over her tear-stained face, his thin lips twitching. "This is really ugly.”


    As far as he could recall, he had never seen Summer cry. This was the only and first time she did.


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    Charlotte was also sound asleep on the hospital bed. Just that the white gauze on his little head was


    hard t o ignore. Mark, again, stroked her little face with his finger as he sat down at the bedside.


    The next morning.


    Summer opened her eyes and found herself on the couch. Her mind was drifting for a while before she


    snapped back.


    She then got up and saw two nurses in the ward, busying back and forth, but they made little noises.


    Whisking away the quilt, Summer walked to the bedside. "Is there anything wrong?"


    "No, Charlotte recovered fast. She didn''t hurt any important part of her body, so she will be discharged


    soon."


    "Then what are you all doing here?" Summer looked at their actions in confusion.


    "Mr. Valentine requested a change of ward before he left."


    "Why change the ward? Is this ward not good enough?"


    "We are not sure why. Just that it was Mr. Valentine''s request, and he hadpleted the procedures.


    Just so you know; the medical expenses that you have paid have been refunded to your credit card


    ount."


    Summer frowned. He paid back all the medical expenses she paid?


    Charlotte was transferred from the ward on the third floor to the one on the fifth floor, where it was more


    luxurious, with TVs, couches, carpets, everything else, and one extra bed.


    Charlotte was still asleep, and there were two nurses taking care of her. So Summer was relieved. She


    went t o Dean''s ward.


    She only learned that Dean had been awakest night when she entered the door.


    Both he and Charlotte hurt their heads. Both their heads were also wrapped in white gauze. "Where is


    Charlotte? How is she?" Dean asked when he saw Summering in.


    "She is fine. How about you? How do you feel?"


    Dean was relieved. He let out a sincere smile, but his


    eyes were evasive. "I am fine. I am doing good."


    There were some things that he did not want to tell her.


    Summer looked at him with concern. "I will call the attending doctor to have a look at you again."


    "Summer, that won’t be necessary. The doctor has just left."


    "Then would you like to eat something? I will get it for you."


    After thinking for a moment, Dean said, "Maybe some tuna sandwiches. After this, you should go back


    to take care of Charlotte. She is too young and someone has got to be by her side."


    "I will. Give me a moment and I will be right back.”


    After Summer walked out of the ward, Dean tried to move his legs, but he could not feel them. All he


    got was a headache and soreness in his arms. There was not the slightest sensationing from his


    legs, as if they were no longer his.


    His mates from the police department came to visit. They all cracked jokes. Some said the captain was


    a hero, risking his own life to save the little princess.