Chapter 638

The girl had worn a beautiful smile on her lips, and to Summer, it was even more blinding than before. The girl looked happy. Carrying Charlotte over to her arms, the girl gave her a piece of candy and said, "Why don't you come along with me and your daddy? I will get you a lot of fun things to play with." "Mummy, can I go with Daddy please?" Charlotte asked. Her words had implied that she was not tempted by the fun events, instead, she had just wanted to spend time with her father. Charlotte did not have a bad impression of the girl as she thought, 'She doesn't feel like a bad person nor is she unfriendly.' "Sure." Summer caressed Charlotte's face that was lit with excitement. Since she decided to be thick-skinned, she was going all out. She took a deep breath and said, "I'll come along as well." A troubled expression plastered on the girl's face. Mark shifted his gaze to Summer, and his gaze fell upon her. Moving his lips, he said, "I don't think it's appropriate for you to come along. You don't have to." Only Summer knew how much effort and courage she had mustered for her to announce that she would tag along, and in a casual tone too, hence when she heard his reply, she felt her heart shatter. Despite feeling awkward, she forced a smile and said, "Oh, then you guys go ahead. I'll go get my car and leave." Turning away, she stepped ahead. She felt her legs wobble, and when she got in her car, her hands gripped on the steering wheel. She laid her head against it, and strands of her hair fell, covering her face. She felt her tears well up. Unconsciously, she was reminded of Raine, and how she was treated the same before. Raine received the same treatment from Mark, but he was not as cruel as he is now. His actions may look or feel cruel, but he had still cared for her. ‘What about me then? Who am I to him?' Summer thought. How different am I from Raine?' Somehow, a wave of despair and loneliness filled her heart. The trio left, and she had been left alone in her car. The girl's alluring appearance and his cold words were as if clips of a movie flicking through her mind on repeat. She had wondered how much longer could she hold on. She thought, 'If he still loves me, I would do anything it takes. No matter how cruel he treats me, I will thicken my skin as much as possible and endure it with a smile.' ‘But if he loves that girl, I don't know if I could hold on that long. Even now, I feel like I'm on the verge of giving up...' ‘Should I just not hold on and let go?' ‘If our feelings are mutual, we have to stay together, without a doubt, but if his heart no longer has me in it, even if I continue my efforts and cling unto him, he would just be annoyed with me.' After reasoning with herself, she lifted her head, took a deep breath, and started her car. Since she did not have to go to school, and there was no one at home, she aimlessly drove around town. After dinner, she went to a library to do some research. Her phone vibrated, and she gave it a glance. It was from Mark. She answered, "Hello?" "She's asleep. Do you plan to let her stay the night or would you want to come and get her?" he asked while being on his laptop. She could hear him typing on it. She placed the book she was holding on the table, and grabbed her keys as she replied, "I'll come over." "Can I ask for a favor, Ms. Hart?" "What is it?" "Please get a pint of matcha-flavoured ice cream on your way here. Thanks," he said. Summer pondered, 'Matcha-flavoured ice cream? Did Charlotte ask for it?' When she drove past South Lane, she stopped and got down to get some ice cream. When she reached the apartment, she keyed in the passcode and stepped into the house. Mark was leaning sideways on the couch while reviewing some documents while the girl was sitting not far by his side revising her textbooks. As he heard her enter, he shifted his gaze from his documents to her, and in a cold and distant tone, he asked, "Don't you know it's manners to knock before you enter someone's home, Ms. Hart?"