Summer smiled. "Just like what you've said, I wasn't brought up well. If there is nothing else, I'm going upstairs."
It was almost impossible to reason with her or try to restore her usual self. She had attempted it previously, but she had now given up.
"You swore before your father's portrait that you will leave my son alone. Unless you want your father to die with regret, you will leave my son immediately and stop your daydreams. Let me tell you, you will never become part of the Valentine family or its daughter-in-law!"
It was unnecessary to repeatedly discuss the matter a s it had already become a routine.
"Since I swore by my father’s name, he would surely forgive me. Because he loved me, he will understand and accept me. Even if he doesn't, whatever befalls me is mine to bear; it is my sin. You don't need to worry! Haven’t you heard that it takes two to tango? If your son doesn't strike when I reach out, nothing would happen. Since you have so much time and energy to face me, why not start from your son? If he agrees that we split, I will have no qualms."
After saying that, she carried Charlotte upstairs,
leaving Yvette alone. Yvette was irritated, her chest heaving heavily as she breathed.
She couldn’t comprehend. 'What is so attractive about Summer?'
'She knows Mark wouldn’t heed me, yet she tries to make me confront him. If this isn't an insult, what is?'
'She is definitely trying to make a fool out of me. Does she think that she can get away with provoking me?’
'B*tch, let’s see how long you can last!'
Yvette’s eyes sparked with malice, and she let out a shrill laughter that would send shivers down one's spine.
'I had given her one last chance, but she rejected it. Now, she'd better not regret her decision...'
Early next morning.
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