Dean drank a cup of coffee. It was light and bitter, just like his mood at this moment. "Since I can feel my legs a little bit more these days, so I will be getting treatment at Athana.”
Summer's eyes lit up in an instant, and for a moment, she had turned into an excited child who just got a candy. "Really?"
"Yes." It's been a long time since Dean saw Summer as a docile woman. Now, with the loved one by her side, i t is indeed different. After all, he failed to change her, but Mark was capable of doing it easily. He had to admit defeat. "I will be flying to Athana the day after tomorrow, and the ticket has already been bought."
"I will come along with you," Summer said.
Suddenly, Mark's face darkened. "What are you going t o do there?"
"I want to hear it myself from the doctor to say that his leg can be cured, and I have to take care of him until he is recovered." This is what she could do for Dean.
"The doctors will be recording his progress in Athana. After that, you can hear it with your ears." Mark finally separated the two, how could he let them stay
together again?
Summer shook her head and refused. "I still want to g o!"
"I have hired five nutritionists and three nurses. Do you think your role there can be more than them?" said Mark in a deep voice, he stretched out his hand and pinned her tangled hair behind her ears.
"So, you are underestimating me now? I'm no worse than them when it comes to nursing or cooking, okay?"
Mark's narrow eyebrows raised, his fingers tapped on the tabletop, he smirked. "You are quite a narcissist, d o your little friends know about it?"
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