Dean was not visiting Nokocola Bay for the first time. He had been there quite a number of times over the past four years. So he was no stranger to the place.
The room was dusty after a few days of being empty. Summer asked Charlotte to turn on the TV for Dean before she started cleaning the room.
Summer cleaned room after room from inside out. There were two rooms which were just enough for them. One for her and Charlotte and another one for Dean.
She hung all of Dean's clothes in his wardrobe and changed his sheets.
She made some light food and purposely brewed some bone broth. After everything was served on the table, she went and called them for lunch.
Charlotte was showing excellent manners. After Summer was done ladling out the soup into small bowls, she first served it to Dean, then Summer, and herself last.
Lunch was very harmonious. While they were eating, the police station called Dean to get him to finish up the analysis reports for a few cases.
Summer arched her brows. "Why should you look at the analysis right after your surgery? Even if they need you, they have got to wait for at least two
weeks!"
Dean smiled. "It's an emergency case, it has been one year since the case was registered. We don't get traces every day, so we can't let it slip away easily. But I'll be done with it in two hours."
"Okay, I won't interfere with your work but you have to be disciplined. In a day, you should spend two hours for work and three for your leg exercises.”
"Sure." Dean nodded. He himself was also aware of his current condition. He wasn’t fit for working long hours at all.
After they were done with their lunch, Summer cleaned up the table. Charlotte went to do her homework and Dean was working on his paperwork o n his laptop.
They lived on the same floor and would greet each other whenever they met, nothing more than that. Summer nodded to her and said, "Hey, Beth."
"Your door was locked for a few days. I thought you don’t live here anymore."
"Yep, I went to Santabaca."
"Come to think of it, I saw you pushing a man on a wheelchair this afternoon. He looked as if he couldn’t walk. Let me tell you something, don’t just bring any men back to your house. You're still young. Even with Charlotte, I'm sure you can still find a decent man and remarry. Don’t let a disabled man ruin your reputation." Beth said charmingly while eating her popcorns.
Her words sounded extra harsh to Summer. With a stomach filled with rage, Summer uttered every single word clearly as she responded to Beth.
"Beth, please be more respectful the next time you open your mouth. He is not just a man, he is my fiance, and we’re getting engaged soon. Also, he is not disabled. He just has some difficulties moving his legs for the time being. Please leave yourself out of my business!"
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