Solomon was still as stubborn as an ox, behaving like a child. "What for? My body is still strong. I can live for another forty years at least, so I don't need a check-up!"
Summer was at her wit's end with him, but she had already planned something in her mind. She was going to drag Solomon with her the next time she visited the hospital.
Summer did not spend much time at home. She packed up the roasted vegetables that Daisy had prepared before she left with Charlotte.
Mark had an important meeting to attend that night, s o he could not make it back to send them to his apartment. That was why they took a cab back instead.
After Summer put Charlotte to bed, she sat on the couch in the living room and waited for Mark. But, a burst of sleepiness hit her as she slowly fell asleep on the couch.
The quartz clock that hung in the middle of the living room pointed at one. The apartment door made a creaking sound, and Mark's tall and burly silhouette appeared before the door.
It looked like he had just returned from entertaining
his clients, as there was a faint smell of alcohol on him. His coat was hanging on his arm, and his collar was unfolded with a loosened tie around it.
His gaze fell on a body that was curled up like a caterpillar on the sofa after he walked into the living room. The expression and lines on his face turned soft as if a warm light had shone into his heart. He quietly walked toward her and bent down to carry her in his arms, bridal style.
The tiniest slit of her half-awake eyes opened, and the look on her face instantly turned bright and joyful after she saw his face. Yet, she still could not stop yawning. "You’re back. Dinner is in the kitchen.”
"Okay, I know. You can sleep now..." His eyes and voice turned gentle, like a ripple that was slowly dispersing over the water.
The light that she kept on for him, and the effort she made to wait for him had given him a sense of indescribable belonging; he felt right at home. His fatigue and drowsiness from the dinner party earlier went away almost instantly.
"I'll reheat the dinner for you before I go back to sleep ..." She squirmed around in his arms while she spoke because she wanted to break free from him.
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