Mr. Marsh’s Twins

His attitude surprised Summer. She stared at him without blinking, feeling a touch of emotion in her heart, but she didn’t thank him. She couldn’t help but think of that kiss in the rain, and her face flushed. She looked ahead and then out the window. The thought of their intimate contact always left her feeling a bit unsettled.

So much had happened recently, and Summer was very tired. She knew why Mrs. Brightwood jumped off the building; it must have been because of this morning’s news announcement. Since it was trending, her parents must have seen it too. Were those missed calls from her mother about this? She didn’t dare to call back because some things couldn’t be explained over the phone. Summer decided to go home after dealing with things at the hospital.

The car headed towards the hospital. Spencer didn’t say anything along the way, and neither did Summer break the silence. He loved her, a deep love that reached his bones. Outside the car window, white flowers bloomed on a row of unknown trees, modestly adorning the green branches and leaves. They weren’t as dazzling as other flowers but deeply attracted Summer’s attention.

Unknowingly, it was already early summer… The wind gently brushed through the window and softly stirred the grass in the greenbelt. Some things needed to come to an end.

After a while, Spencer’s car stopped in front of the hospital. Summer came back to her senses and turned to look at him, ready to say something. But Spencer turned his gaze and spoke gently, “Go ahead, I’ll wait for you in the car.”

Summer was slightly stunned, but he gave her a warm smile because his brother had reminded him to give Summer some time and not to push too hard. Loving someone shouldn’t make them feel suffocated. Loving someone should bring them safety and happiness.NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

In Summer’s mind, this man was domineering and self-centered; she thought he would insist on accompanying her. He had changed… he really had changed.

A gentle smile hung on his incredibly handsome face, “What’s wrong? What are you thinking about?”

“Okay.” Summer unbuckled her seatbelt, looked away, and got out of the car.

Spencer watched her close the car door and head towards the hospital lobby. He gradually put away his smile and tightened his grip on the steering wheel. Just being able to keep this distance with her made him very happy.

He wanted to give her some time and space to sort things out with Rupert. After waiting ten years, why care about a few more days? Spencer was particularly patient now; he felt confident about winning.

In the elevator, Summer remained calm and thought of Spencer with gratitude. When she reached the door of the hospital room, it was open, and she saw several medical staff inside.

Mrs. Brightwood’s emotions were unstable; loud noises came from inside as she demanded to see Summer or threatened to die. Summer knocked on the door and stepped inside when the doctors turned their heads.

“Are you Summer?” one doctor asked while on the phone.

“I am,” Summer replied, keeping her eyes on Mrs. Brightwood.

Seeing her, Mrs. Brightwood became even more agitated, “Summer! You’re Rupert’s fiancee! How could you announce your engagement with someone else? Don’t you have any sense of decency?” She acted like a crazed woman!

Being scolded as soon as she entered, everyone looked at this girl.

Mrs. Brightwood sat by the bed and started wailing loudly, “Summer! You heartless girl! Rupert hasn’t agreed yet! What will it take for you to help Rupert? A hundred days of marriage should mean something!”

The girl remained silent as medical staff directed their gaze at her face; she stood there with dignity, waiting for this woman to calm down.