Chapter 662


    Summer wasughing along with Charlotte as she carried her in her arms. With her index finger on her


    lips, Summer said, "Shh, don''t tell Daddy!"


    Life was back to normal for them. Time passed, and things were simple. It felt like nothing had


    changed, but it still felt so empty.


    Summer brought Charlotte to the hospital in the morning to greet Mark before dropping her off at


    school. She would then head to work and go straight t o the hospital right after she was done with her


    shift i n the evening.


    Mark was in the VIP ward, so Summer and Charlotte could practically live there and do as they like.


    Days passed, but Mark remained unconscious.


    Summer received a call and got to know that Jazz had returned. So, she went to the airport with


    Charlotte to pick Jazz up.


    The first thing Jazz said to Summer when he saw her was, "I''m truly sorry!"


    Summer raised her brows as she was confused. "Why are you saying sorry out of nowhere?"


    "For everything that my mother had done to you." Jazz carried Charlotte up in his arms. He was no


    longer the


    youthful Jazz that she knew. There was more maturity and a sense of steadiness to him. "I never


    nned toe back. I really don''t wish to see her anymore after I knew what she did to Mark..."


    Yvette was his biological mother, and he did not know why she turned out to be like this. How brutal


    could she be toe up with the idea to end someone''s life with a fire?


    Her thinking and doings had made him afraid of her. She was no longer familiar to him, and he found


    her behaviour utterly uneptable.


    It was after this long period of time that he learned to ept the fact little by little.


    After he got to know about that incident, he never wished to see her, nor did he want to acknowledge


    her as his mother. That was why he had no ns of returning.


    "I know. Have you eaten? Do you want to eat out or have a taste of my cooking?” Summer patted his


    shoulder lightly.


    "Let’s go to the hospital to visit my brother first." Jazz took in a deep breath.


    The brother that was lying unconscious on the ward bed stirred up an indescribable sense of bitterness


    in Jazz''s heart. Mark was always filled with energy.


    When had Jazz ever seen him in the state that he was i n now?


    "He will wake up!" Jazz said affirmatively, as he believed that his brother would definitely wake up!


    "I think so, too." Summer was also looking at the man a s she said softly, "I will always believe that he


    will wake up, no matter how long it takes."


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    Jazz stayed in the hospital for at least half an hour before getting up. He left the hospital and got into a


    cab.


    Yvette never expected Jazz to pay her a visit. She awkwardly tucked her hair behind her ear as she felt


    a little embarrassed.


    Her own son was visiting her in prison. How could one not feel embarrassed by this?


    But Jazz looked like he had no intentions of speaking t o her. He just sat there in silence, not saying


    anything. No one could figure out what was on his mind.