Chapter 633


    The corners of his lips twitched, and his expression softened. "How many young girls do you think I


    have?"


    "How am I supposed to know how many young girls you have, and how many God has sent you?" She


    asked in a mocking way.


    Mark’s lips curled up even higher now. The next moment, his expression became indifferent again. "I


    will leave you to it."


    The man had not left yet, as he was interested in Summer. He kept on telling jokes, and she could not


    stand it, finding an excuse to reject him.


    In the corner by the window, the girl was smiling, and Mark''s expression was soft. The two looked like a


    perfect match. When she walked past the two of them, she overheard their conversation. He did not


    look up a t her, not even sparing a nce. It even made her feel that the conversation outside the


    fingernails into the tender skin of her palms.


    Daisy got up immediately and secretly sighed when shepared the two men.


    After the two left, Mark looked up and saw her


    disappear from his sight.


    Charlotte was still crying, afraid that her dad would abandon her. She had been crying all this time, her


    eyes red and swollen. She looked so pitiful.


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    Daisy remained silent, sighing and shaking her head a s she went to settle the medical bills. Summer


    had not told her about the medical bills. When she got there, the nurse told her that Mark had settled


    the bill in the afternoon when she shed her arm. She recalled it now. On the day she forced Summer


    to make her choice, Summer met Mark in the coffee shop at noon t o break up with him. Yet he still


    came back to the hospital to settle her medical bill and upgrade her ward. She could not deny that Mark


    was a good man.


    During this period, she also noticed that Summer had be unusually silentpared to the past


    and did whatever she was told without questions. Charlotte’s crying eyes were red and swollen, and


    she kept asking for her dad.


    What upset her the most was that young girl who always clung to Mark and talked to him so sweetly. It


    was an eyesore to Daisy. Unlike Summer, that young girl stuck to Mark like glue, as if she had nothing


    better to do. So should Summer get Mark back?


    "How about you getting Mark back, Summer?" Daisy breathed a sigh of relief atst.