A Contract Marriage After a ONS novel Chapter 620

"No! What psychologist? I have a mental problem? I a m all good and in good spirits. You can be with the murderer who killed your dad all you want, and I won't see any psychologist and listen to your crap. Never show up in front of me again!”

"Mom, don’t be so stubborn. Let's see the psychologist; he can help."

"Stop evading the issue at hand. Just give me a definite answer now: leave with him, or stay with me."

Summer shook her head; either way was a painful choice. She loved both of them and did not want to lose either.

"Mom, don’t force me to choose."

"I am not forcing you. If you choose me, then we will b e the same as before. If you choose him, you stay away from me. If you come to me again, I will slash myself with a knife." Daisy was adamant, leaving no room for negotiation.

She was torn between the two of them, feeling as if her head was about to explode.

It hurt her to think of him, of him lowering himself. She promised him she would be brave for him and would try for him. She really wanted to try.

In other words, she did not believe that her mom would slash herself. She clenched her hands into fists and told Daisy, "Mom, I want to be with him."

"Solomon, this is the daughter you have raised for many years. Do you think your death is worth it? She chooses the son of your killer over her mom. What else can I say?"

Daisy got emotional and cold in attitude. "Get out!"

"I want to be with him, but I also want you, Mom."

"Get out! Get out! I don't want to see you. Get out now!"

Summer kept shaking her head, refusing to leave. Just then, to Summer’s horror, Daisy picked up a knife and slashed herself in the hand.

She was shocked and rushed over, trying to stop her. But it was too late. The cut was deep, and Daisy’s paranoia kicked in. Summer panicked and failed to snatch the knife from Daisy. Blood was flowing from the cut.

In the end, she failed. The struggling string in her mind eventually snapped in half, yet she could not stop it. Her voice was tinged with her weeping, and she heard her heart gradually die and disappear. "I promise you. I promise you, Mom, I promise you." 1