Chapter 397


    Soloman was not one to interfere in his daughter’s business, but he also chimed in this time. "I fully


    agree with everything your mom said. I won''t say anything else, but I have to say this-we should always


    have a conscience!"


    "One more thing, and it’s going to be hard to swallow. I f Dean really bes paralyzed, it will be hard


    for him to find a partner. Regardless of how just, kind, honest, and charming he is, it won’t be easy. In


    this generation, who isn''t realistic? If they saw Dean’s legs, do you think they''d still want to be his


    partner?" Daisy looked at Summer as she spoke from the bottom of her heart. "Oh Summer, we should


    really have a good conscience."


    "I know all that, Mom." Summer’s expression was deep and dark.


    At the same time, Summer understood in her heart that those were very real issues. Even if her


    parents did not bring them up, she was already making ns for what she had to do.


    "Good. We are not forcing you either, but you should really take some time and carefully think about


    this." At the end of the day, Summer was still her daughter, and she could not bear to push her too


    hard.


    Besides, she could see that Summer was already contemting the matter.


    She brought Summer up and knew her character better than anyone. Summer would not make


    decisions half-heartedly.


    However, if Summer had her heart set on something, nothing could stop her, as that was her decision


    after a long and thorough consideration!


    As for Dean, Summer would not say that she had no feelings for him at all. However, those feelings


    only amounted to a good impression of a man. It was not a romantic feeling, and it definitely was not


    love!


    "I''m going to say onest thing. Everything will be okay once you''ve figured things out. Not everyone


    gets to be with the person they love. But those who don’t marry the person they love, aren''t they living


    just as blissfully and happily? Sometimes, marriage is not love."


    Daisy uttered herst line very clearly in a serious and heavy tone.


    After two hours, Summer left her home and went back to the hospital. Daisy and Soloman wanted to


    join her, but Summer stopped them. Dean had just undergone his surgery, so he needed as much rest


    as he could get.


    Summer did not head to the hospital right away. Instead, she made a detour to South Lane to get some


    health supplements for Dean.


    Though the goods in South Lane were awfully expensive, it was not entirely bad as it meant that the


    goods were authentic.


    Just as Summer was leaving the store, she crossed paths with a few rich women. That was when


    Summer experienced the mishap of bumping into her foe.


    That was because the person approaching her was none other than Yvette.


    Yvette always dolled herself up. Even though she was already in her fifties, she still dressed like she


    was in her thirties. She was wearing a long dress with a pair o f silver heels along with a decent amount


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    of makeup.


    Summer shot her a few nces dully and pretended not to see her as she continued to walk forward.


    Yvette did not speak as well but Madam Hamilton broke the silence when she said, "Isn’t this Mr.


    Valentine''s wife?"


    At that instant, the women with Yvette judged Summer from her head to her toes. They talked among


    themselves, discussing nothing more than the brands she was wearing. They were praising her, but i t


    sounded like they were licking her boots.


    However, Madam Hamilton''s words had upset Yvette a s she corrected her, "Ex-wife."


    All of a sudden, the women''s expressions changed as they started to look at Summer in a different


    light.


    Summer’s eyes were mocking her deeply as she thought that Yvette was boring. She did not care


    about them and continued to make her way forward.


    "Ex-wife, eh? Why didn’t you say so earlier? There are plenty of rich daughters in Santabaca who are


    eyeing Mark. Should I choose a few suitable candidates and introduce them to Mark?” asked one of the


    women.


    "There is no need for that anymore. My Mark might be getting married soon. I’ll invite all of you to the


    wedding then," Yvette spoke with an eyebrow raised.


    "Whose daughter?"


    "Yeah, I’m really curious now. Do you have a picture for us to have a look at her?” "Of course, I do.”