Squeezing the palm of his hands, Summer frowned," Don't be a burden. I'll just go on my own. Even if you followed, there's nothing much for you to help with."
Hearing this, Mark was a little upset. ’Why does her tone sound like she is annoyed by my presence?'
"I can push the wheelchair..." He squinted at her.
Summer was speechless. Her brows instinctively twitched. 'Push the wheelchair? Anyone can do that, even Charlotte who is three years old can do it. What’s there for him to be proud of?'
After a while, Dean made his leave. Prior to this, Mark had already prepared a caregiver to take care of his daily needs and travel.
Thinking about Daisy and Solomon, Summer felt a little worried, "You should go get busy for the day. I need to go home first. The house is in a mess, I have to clean up."
"You're in a hurry to kick me out already?" Raising his eyebrows, he seemed a little unhappy.
"It's not that. You’ve already seen how messy the house is. Let's just call it a day. I'll call you again another day." At the back of Summer's head, she was still thinking about what explanation to give to her
parents.
Squinting his eyes again, Mark stretched out his palm, "Handphone."
Although she was puzzled, Summer still gave her phone to him. His slender fingers kept swiping until h e found his number. Immediately he typed in 'Dear'.
Leaning forward, Summer saw him typing those words and let out a slight cough. Then, he could feel a slight chill on his back.
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