Chapter 671


    Mark tapped on the door, his deep voice seeping from his thin lips, "Open the door, please. Let me wash your back."


    "No, | can wash it myself." Summer refused.


    "I''ll treat you very gently, you won''t feel any pain.


    Open the door, please...” He lowered his voice, trying to tempt her to open the door.


    She just ignored him and took a shower. Twenty minutester, she came out of the bathroom and found Mark lyingzily on the


    bed.


    She went to the dresser, sat down, and dried her wet hair. While she was drying her hair, Mark had taken the towel from her and


    was gently rubbing her wet hair.


    "You''re not well. If you keep doing this, I''ll sleep with Charlotte." She gave a straight warning.


    Mark narrowed his eyes, not wanting to ruin his chance to sleep with her.


    She was full of worries and had not slept well the past month. So now she felt sleepy, closed her eyes, and soon fell fast asleep.


    Looking at the woman who fell asleep almost as soon a s she touched the pillow, he felt sorry for her. She had


    been tired all month.


    Mark tucked her in, and then went to the bathroom to take a bath.


    Butter Summer woke up from her sleep. She had been sleeping soundly and was having dreams, but suddenly she felt


    something heavy pressing on her, and then she gasped for breath.


    The next day, she went to the principal''s office, apanied by Mark, no, under Mark''s watch, to ask for leave.


    The principal smiled like a flower blossoming in his face. And of course, he said yes without hesitation.


    Mr. Valentine was here, who could say no to Mr. Valentine?


    The wedding was scheduled ten days from now. It seems like a rush, but Mark said ten days was enough to get ready for the big


    day.


    For the next few days, Summer was so busy she felt like she was going crazy. She had to try on wedding dresses, evening


    gowns, write the invitations list, and prepare thank you gifts.


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    She personally picked the sweets and choctes, and the invitation cards were tied with red silk.


    Every day she was so busy that her back ached. She basically fell asleep as soon as her head touched the pillow.


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    "Okay..." He stroked her hair. "I''ll take a few days off to help you. This is our wedding..."