Chapter 640
Summer was perplexed as she asked, "You know Patrick too? He was my colleague in school. We
were both English teachers for the same ss, but he had left only after 2 days of work."
"He was my schoolmate back when I was studying at Athana. He had hurried back to Athana because
his father had suddenly passed away, and his mother had fallen ill.
The reason why he came here in the first ce was because of a woman."
"For Paine, right?"
"Yeah."
Summer nodded. She had not expected Patrick to be one who was spoony, but he left a good
impression on Summer even though they had only met about six times.
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After dinner, Kolby and Daisy went into the room while Summer and Maka stayed in the living room.
Fruits were prepared for them.
"Why did youe over? Did you need something?" Summer asked politely in a friendly tone. She had
no reason to be hostile with Maka after all.
"Do you hate me, Summer?"
"Of course not. I don''t have a reason to."
Maka smiled and replied, "I just returned from school, and Mark said Charlotte left some clothes in
the apartment so he told me to let you know to get it."
Summer nodded, signaling that she understood, "I''ll head over to his ceter. I''ll fetch you along as
well."
"I don''t want to trouble you. I have to go back to schoolter, and I''ll stay there for the night."
Kolby, who was done with Daisy''s check-up, had walked out of the room. In a swift movement, he
grabbed his coat on the rack and asked, "Which university are you studying at?"
Maka answered. Kolby lifted his chin, nced, and winked at her as he said, "It''s on the way where
I''m heading to. I''ll send you."
"Thank you," she said with a blush dusted on her cheeks. She lowered her head and threw nces at
him as she peeked.
The three of them left the house together and separated ways after. Summer went to the right while
Kolby and Maka went to the left.
Summer stood in front of his apartment. Instead of keying in the passcode and walking in like before,
she rang the doorbell. It rang but no one hade to answer the door. She rang it again.
The doorbell rang, and Mark knew it was her, but he just stayed still, ignoring it.
She did not intend to unlock the door herself, so she kept ringing the doorbell again and again. After a
long while, the door was finally answered, and she was met with that stone-cold expression of his.
"May I know where Charlotte''s clothes are?"
Mark was dressed in a pair of white sweatpants, and his hands were tucked into the pockets as he
looked a t her coldly.
Looking into his eyes, she stayed silent. Then, she walked past him and went to his room. As expected,
she found Charlotte''s jacket on his bed, and she grabbed it.
"Pardon the intrusion," she said politely and gave a small nod before stepping out of his house.
"I should go now. I won''t ever cause any trouble to you again, Mr. Valentine. Don''t worry," she smiled
and replied. Then, she left. 1
"That''s great," he yelled as he thought, ''She could always piss me off so easily.’
''Everything''s just f*cking great!''
''Is she using my words against me now?''