Chapter 592


    He spoke, and she listened. Just as he was staring deeply into her eyes, she, too, did likewise.


    They were so close and gazed so deeply at each other, yet they were like the two most distant beings


    on earth, unable to bridge the gap...


    "Actually, nothing between us will change. The oath I swore before my mother cannot be undone. So,


    let us end it here."


    Mark stared at her furiously. He clutched her arms unwittingly, the veins on his hand bobbing with


    anger. As he overdid it, she frowned due to the pain. "I t hurts..."


    Leaning forward, he kissed her right on the lips firmly and passionately.


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    From between his lips and teeth, he spewed out some words, suppressed in his deep voice, "Let us be


    hurt, and to hell, we go together!"


    With all her might, Summer shoved him away. She panted heavily, and her chest was pounding.


    At that moment, Mark was like a relentless and wretched lunatic. She hurt him. So, he also wanted her


    to be hurt. May they both be hurt. Let no one be free of it.


    Going to hell together wasn''t a bad idea since she


    would be by his side. He held her forehead, "Be hurt, let''s feel hurt together, and best if we seek death


    rather than grieve!"


    "You’re crazy!” Summer looked and shouted at him furiously, “There are too many things that separate


    us, so many more than just two lives, don''t you know it? I will never cut ties with my mother just


    because of you. You understand?"


    Mark reached out his hand to wipe off the bloodstain o n his lips, "Do you love her more than me?"


    "Yes!" she answered downrightly.


    Mark lit a cigarette in front of her. It was as though an unknown entity was tormenting him, his heart


    was kneaded repeatedly.


    "So, don’t look for me. It''s impossible to undo this mess. You need to understand that I will never give


    her up for your sake!"


    When she finished speaking, she opened the car door and picked Charlotte up. Without looking back,


    she got into her car.


    The moment she turned around, vapor shrouded her eyes; then, tears streaked from them.


    In his car, Mark mmed his fists on the steering wheel so hard that it shook. His joints turned pale


    white, and his veins were bobbing in anger even more visibly.


    In her bedroom, Summer did not sleep. She was leaning against the door. Mom had raised her. How


    could she take it for granted!"


    She had caused mom to lose dad. How could she let mom lose her too?


    Thus, they were not destined to be together. Despite all the struggles, it was still impossible!


    At the pub.


    Mark shoved the beer away, "Not in the mood. Not interested as well.”


    Immediately, he got up. Without any gesture, he drove off and headed to Summer''s residence.


    The next morning, when Daisy opened the door, there he was, with bloodshot eyes, looking fatigued.