Chapter 409


    Although they were always together during their four years in Athana, it was never as natural as how


    they were before.


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    Most of the time, she spoke, and he listened; and there were times where he felt indifferent,


    uninterested, nonchnt, and sorry.


    There wasn’t anything that could spark a conversation, but at that time, he couldn''t understand why...


    He stood up and pinched his forehead as he walked u p to the counter. When he noticed the no-


    smoking sign, he pointed and dully uttered, "Excuse me."


    "N-N-No worries..." The cashier blushed and stammered.


    The girl serving coffee gave a typical answer. "It’s okay, smoke all you want."


    Mark squinted at her words; a faint smile appeared on his sunken expression. He took out several


    banknotes and handed them to the cashier.


    Following that, he turned around and went outside the cafe.


    As the bill was being printed, the cashier held the change and called out to him as he left, "Sir, your


    change."


    However, all she heard was the clear tingling sound of the wind chime.


    "Hey, did you notice his chest was dripping wet? It''s s o sexy, even my limbs are shivering!"


    "Of course, his chest is so firm too, and his bum looked so sexy in his wet pants!"


    "I really want to rest on his chest! Ack! I shouldn''t be thinking about that, otherwise I''m going to get a


    nosebleed." The coffee girl scrunched her nose and threw down the towel. "Get to work!"


    In the room, Charlotte was awake; she had dressed herself up, and her tiny hands rubbed her eyes.


    When Summer had collected, suppressed her emotions, and had calmed down, she walked over and


    patted Charlotte''s buttock gently. "Good job! Quickly wash up and let''s have breakfast."


    "Mommy, is there egg tart for breakfast?" She licked her lips; although she was still groggy, she was


    already thinking about food.


    "Yes, there’s egg tart and milk. Come on, stop rubbing your eyes."


    Dean was getting used to his mechanical wheelchair; i t was unexpectedly easy to use, convenient,


    and could go anywhere he liked.


    "You''re improving quickly." Summer stood behind him and chuckled. "We''ll do some leg strengthening


    exercise in the afternoon; but you seem to be enjoying your wheelchair ride."


    Dean smiled, "I''ve been a cop for such a long time; I bustled every day and almost had no time for rest.


    It''s reallyfortable to be seated here now."


    "I see, it''s a blessing in disguise. But no matter how carefree you feel, you still must stand up quickly.


    Alright, let''s have breakfast."


    As she spoke, Summer went into the living room. There was milk and soy milk, freshly made using the


    machine, steaming with vapor.


    As they gathered around the dining table, the door flung open, and a tall figure stood before them.


    "Uncle!" Charlotte jumped off her chair and dived toward Mark. "Mommy made breakfast; uncle should


    join us too."