Chapter 45

“Hello, Ms. Atkinson,” greeted Mark as he tucked his phone away.

Rushing to stand, “Hello there, Mr. Valentine,” Nancy responded with her cheeks slightly flushed.

“Where’s Summer?”

Nancy was stunned to hear him calling Summer by her first name, ‘Since when were they on a first name basis?’

“She went to get coffee,” Nancy replied. What she had heard made her extremely curious, so gathering up the courage, she asked him, “Is it fine for me to say that you seem close with Summer?”

“Yes. We are indeed very familiar with one another,” with his eyebrows raised, his lips moved again as he continued, “In fact, we’re married.”

Nancy’s expression turned tense as her face darkened. Feeling as if there were thousands of needles pricking on her heart, making her bleed uncontrollably, she felt out of breath.

As she thought of Summer’s reply saying she wasn’t close with Mr. Valentine, she felt furious. She clenched her hands tightly to the point that the print of her nails remained on he