Chapter 481


    The room grew silent. Ever so slowly, Mark opened his eyes and turned to his side. Stroking her face


    with his slender fingers, he then tucked her hair behind her ear. He softly pecked on her and gave a


    small kiss on little Charlotte''s cheek.


    He then got up and quietly headed to the washroom to take a quick cold shower.


    Under the care of professional nurses, Dean''s legs had been recovering quickly. He could feel his legs


    again and could even stand on his feet for up to a minute.


    He had gotten used to living in Athana, and he hadn''t seemed to be home-sick which was much to


    Summer''s relief.


    "You should bring Charlotte back," he said as he smiled and continued, "I think she has gotten quite


    sick of having the food here by now."


    "But what about you?" Summer asked while staring at him.


    "I''ll return to Santabaca when my legs have fully recovered. I would naturally return soon. I still have a


    job there after all. Plus, I have the most renowned nurses here taking care of me, what else is there for


    you to worry about? Go home, and live well with him."


    I guess someone who wasn''t meant for you would never belong to you,'' he thought as a bitter smile


    stered on his face.


    "Fine, I''ll head back. When you''ve returned to Santabaca, don''t forget to give me a call," she said.


    She, too, agreed that she wouldn''t be much help to him by staying in Athana.


    "Okay," he replied while smiling.


    The night view in Athana was beautiful with lights shining through the night sky. After admiring the view,


    the trio had headed back to Santabaca.


    "Let''s head back to my apartment," he said as he took over her suitcase and gazed at her.


    She shook her head, "I think I should bring Charlotte home first."


    "They don''t know you''ve returned already, right?


    Come stay over at my apartment for a few days," he persuaded. He snaked his arm around her small


    waist as he purred.


    "I don''t think that''s a good idea. You''re clearing plotting something here, Mark!"


    "What should I do then?" He tightened his arms around her as he pulled her in, pressing his forehead


    against hers. Their noses met, and he asked, "How would I be able to see you then, hmm?"


    She could feel his hot breath on her face. She lightly pushed against him and thought, ''He sure is


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    getting more touchy!'' "I''ll call you. It''s not like we''re dying or something, I''m just going home for a bit."


    "Can you not say stuff like that, Summer Hart?" he said in an irked tone. Feeling resentful, he pinched


    her nose as a punishment.


    She licked her lips and took his hand down. She held onto it as she consoled him, "I will keep in touch


    with you. Mark, do you know how you look now?"


    "How?"


    "Like a clingy cat!" she replied.


    He chuckled lowly and spilling hot breaths on her neck. His voice was hoarse when he said, "Yeah, like


    a clingy cat on heat. This description is on point. I like it."


    "I''ll ask the chauffeur to send you and Charlotte home."


    She looked at him and asked, "What about you?"


    "I''m going to the office. There should be quite a few documents piling up that need to be reviewed, so


    I''ll head there for a bit."


    She nodded and tiptoed to fix the tie he was wearing with his shirt, "Be safe on the road."


    He replied with a hum. After giving her and Charlotte kisses on their cheeks, he left. The chauffeur


    helped them carry their suitcases onto the car, and it drove to the opposite direction he had left.