As she put the invitation card away, Summer glanced around the private room and asked again, "Where's Charlotte?"
Without words or an answer to her question, Mark stood up and his long legs strode forward. His huge hand suddenly gripped her wrist and before she knew it, he had pulled the ring off her finger.
Startled, Summer looked at him angrily and asked," Mark, what are you doing!"
Mark glanced at her coldly, his razor-thin lips curving up sarcastically and then looking down at the ring in his palm. "Just so-so...”
"You despise the ring, but someone will like it. Give m e back my ring!" Summer's voice was already tinged with anger.
Mark listened as he raised an eyebrow and his eyes turned cold. "Of course someone will like it. Ha, that someone is my beloved ex-wife, isn't it?”
She met his eyes without avoiding them, nodded and stretched out her hand. "The ring!"
"Ha..." He smiled faintly and said, "But the last word I want to hear right now is the ring!"
Summer found it ironic and ridiculous that he took
her ring away from her, and then told her, so gracefully and languidly, that the last word he wanted to hear was the ring!
"Give me back the ring, and I'll take Charlotte back, and you’ll never hear what you don't want to hear!"
He glanced sideways at her and said coldly, "I know a better way to get rid of it, my dear ex-wife. Would you like to know?"
"I don't even want to know. Just give it back!"
He snorted coldly, and then with a frosty face, he lifted his long arm, and the ring had vanished from his big hand. Then he said to her, "It's gone..."
Now the ring was truly out of his sight.
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