Chapter 619


    Mark grabbed her wrist again and forced his words through his teeth in a deep voice. "Don’t you think


    you owe me something?"


    Summer frowned and leaned over to kiss him on the lips without thinking much.


    Mark''s anger dissipated by more than half. He pulled away after a long while.


    "Hey, go home first. I will call you when I have time." She had an I-can''t-even look on her face as he


    behaved like a child.


    "Have dinner with me."


    Summer nced at the time. "Thirty minutes, Okay?"


    The two of them went to a nearby restaurant and just got a quick bite.


    The unpleasant and hurt feelings he was experiencing because of what she said over the phone


    disappeared altogether when she kissed him. Sometimes this is just how men work; a kiss or even a


    sweet word could make them forget everything.


    He seemed to be starving and ordered some more food. But he kept his eating manner graceful the


    whole time.


    Summer did not have a clue why he was so hungry and felt sorry for him. "Take it slowly. I will get you


    some water. Otherwise, it will not be good for your stomach."


    He smiled and nodded gently. But secretly, heughed at himself for he had to resort to such a trick. He


    ate s o much because he wanted her to stay with him for a little longer.


    Mark walked her back to the hospital. When arriving downstairs, he said to her, "Remember to call me


    if anything."


    “I know." She nodded.


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    He still refused to leave. Instead, he stepped forward and demanded, "Kiss me like just now."


    "You just had dinner and did not brush your teeth.”


    Mark had long been ustomed to her anticlimactic responses. He used his powerful arms to draw her


    into his embrace, put his mouth to the tip of her nose, and blew with his mouth. "I don''t mind you; why


    do you mind me, eh?"


    "Because it will smell like you are regurgitating what you ate." Sheughed.


    Mark cocked a brow at her and gritted his teeth. "You are not romantic."


    Summer was stillughing, even deliberately squinting at him. "What is romantic? Is it something


    edible?"


    He gave her a few pecks on her red lips before leaving.


    One minute it was heaven, and the next it was torment and suffering as she stepped into the ward."


    Mom," she called her.