Chapter 615


    Summer’s eyes were moist with emotion. "I hate you for sweet talking me tonight-you made me feel so


    touched.”


    "Only when you are touched, you will not leave me. I will only sweet talk you from now on." His voice


    became hoarse.


    "No, I don''t want it. I am having goosebumps all over m y body."


    He chuckled. He chuckled, looking at her helplessly." Has anyone ever told you that you are a


    buzzkiller?"


    She thought for a moment and chuckled. "Yeah, do you remember the first time we met? You sang I


    Can Love You Like That, and I sang Never Ever. I am not just a buzzkiller but also have an explosive


    energy and a dry sense of humor."


    "I can see that." He yed along. "Go back in. I will take Charlotte home."


    "Okay. Remember to send her to school tomorrow morning. I won''t go back tonight. But I am not sure


    about tomorrow. So I will call you then."


    The next morning, when Summer woke up, Daisy was already awake. She was looking out of the


    window, appearing calm. But this behavior of Daisy was even


    more confusing and frightening.


    "Mom, do you want breakfast? I will buy you something downstairs. Do you prefer pumpkin soup o r hot


    chocte?” Summer went over and asked in a soft voice.


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    Daisy was still very indifferent, as if Summer was a stranger to her. “No, thanks. Could you please call


    Forrest? Thank you."


    Summer felt disheartened, feeling as if thousands of needles pierced into her with intense emotional


    pain spreading all over her body.


    Daisy deliberately distanced herself from her. She no longer quarreled with her, butpletely tore


    apart the rtionship between them.


    Solomon had lived with her for most of her life, traveling, sleeping, eating together, and enjoying each


    other''spany. Suddenly, her spouse was gone, and she could not ept this reality. The faces of


    Ronald and Yvette kept showing up in her mind; she could not forget that they were the culprits for her


    husband''s death.


    Summer did not listen to her. She clenched her hands and took a deep breath, then forced a smile. "I


    will go downstairs and be back in a while." Closing the door behind her, Summer left and came to the


    corner of the corridor, her smile fading.


    After she left, a tall man pushed open the ward door and walked in.


    "Get the hell out of here!" Daisy shouted when she saw it was Mark.


    Mark ignored what she said and stood there, his expression nonchnt. "She is your daughter. How


    can you put her in such a difficult dilemma?"


    "Same to you. She will not be in a dilemma if you leave."


    It was pointless for Mark to continue the conversation. He just said what he had to say in a deep voice.