Looking at her stomach, Amara smiled and said.
Summer thought that Amara had really changed. Perhaps because of the pregnancy, her focus began to shift from gambling to the baby, which was undoubtedly a good start, a good change.
They went to the park side by side. The sun had not yet risen and the air was damp and cold.
The leaves were wet with early morning dew, and the air breathing in was fresh and moist, though cold.
Amara chattered away like a sparrow all the way to the park, never keeping her mouth shut.
"Summer, I don't mean to be rude, but your mother-in-law doesn't look like a nice person," Amara said without a second thought.
Summer smiled. "You've only met her once, are you sure?"
"I’m not sure of anything else, but I have a taste for people. She is annoying at first sight: she has a pointed face, curved eyebrows, and thin lips. And though she looks pretty and elegant, she has a mean countenance." Amara sounded sure of her judgment.
The corners of Summer’s mouth moved a little, nonjudgmentally, and then asked, “How about aunt?"
"Aunt..." Amara paused slightly. "She is ten thousand times better than your mother-in-law, gentle, virtuous, sensible, and so beautiful, so fairy-like. She is the envy of all women!"
No words, she just listened, occasionally stretching her body.
Just then, they heard a pleasantly surprised male voice. "Summer Hart!”
With a surprise, she turned around and saw a tall man standing behind her, smiling at her with a delighted face and white teeth.
He was wearing a tracksuit. He had a square face and was tall and strong like a bodybuilder, looking very heroic.
He did look familiar, but she could not remember who he was, she had no memory of him.
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