Chapter 474
Squeezing the palm of his hands, Summer frowned," Don''t be a burden. I''ll just go on my own. Even if
you followed, there''s nothing much for you to help with."
Hearing this, Mark was a little upset. ’Why does her tone sound like she is annoyed by my presence?''
"I can push the wheelchair..." He squinted at her.
Summer was speechless. Her brows instinctively twitched. ''Push the wheelchair? Anyone can do that,
even Charlotte who is three years old can do it. What’s there for him to be proud of?''
After a while, Dean made his leave. Prior to this, Mark had already prepared a caregiver to take care of
his daily needs and travel.
Thinking about Daisy and Solomon, Summer felt a little worried, "You should go get busy for the day. I
need to go home first. The house is in a mess, I have to clean up."
"You''re in a hurry to kick me out already?" Raising his eyebrows, he seemed a little unhappy.
"It''s not that. You’ve already seen how messy the house is. Let''s just call it a day. I''ll call you again
another day." At the back of Summer''s head, she was still thinking about what exnation to give to
her
parents.
Squinting his eyes again, Mark stretched out his palm, "Handphone."
Although she was puzzled, Summer still gave her phone to him. His slender fingers kept swiping until h
e found his number. Immediately he typed in ''Dear''.
Leaning forward, Summer saw him typing those words and let out a slight cough. Then, he could feel a
slight chill on his back.
With his peripheral vision, he nced at her. He also felt unsatisfied with this word. After some thought,
he changed it to Mark.
On Summer’s side, she felt that it was a lot better. But he was still a little unsatisfied as it seemed like a
friend-to-friend type of appetion. He deleted it and took another second to think. In his hands, he
typed out ''Hubby''. It was only then his face lit up and perfectly felt content...
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This one word, it had never felt so pleasing to his eye. Just by looking at it would brighten his day.
That feeling of satisfaction was inexplicable. The happiness he felt was bigger than when hispany
managed to secure a deal of a few million dors.
Summer was dumbfounded. She was surprised by his actions. He didn’t seem to be the kind of guy
who would do such things.
With a focused and serious look, his long fingers continued swiping. She stared at him nkly again,
trying to figure out what else he was looking for.
Finally, his fingers stopped at the word ''Dean''. Mark glimpsed at her for a moment and changed it to
''Dean Singleton''.
"..." Summer was speechless. Did he have to be this childish?
Soon after, he returned her phone and held her tender white hands into his palm. With a hook from his
finger, he took off that gold ring. Tightening his brows, Mark lifted his gaze and looked at her, saying,
“Could i t be that the ring I gifted you was made from ss, and it’ll cut your fingers?"
Unexpectedly, he kept that thing to heart until today. I t is just that at that time, on what condition could
she ept that ring?
She did not reply to anything and stood there staring a t him.
Just with that quiet stare, it made him feel like he was in the wrong.
Letting out a sigh, Mark stretched out his hands to pull her over. He turned her over domineeringly so
that she would be facing him, "I shouldn’t have asked this question, it''s my fault. All of it was my fault!"