Chapter 361 Her Past

Dexter teased, “If you get drunk again, I’m not taking you home.”

Summer blushed and chuckled softly.

She eventually did get drunk, and the driver had to carry her to the car. She lay on the seat with her arms under her head, looking at Dexter. “I missed you, Dex, she muttered.

Dexter’s wrist was tangled in her hair! He didn’t say anything.

CEO of an investment company was staying at his vacation home there. By the time I

memories, she remembered that the mountain seemed to tower over her, its peak lost in the darkness. The night was dark, and there weren’t any street lights to illuminate her path. She was constantly bitten by mosquitoes and had to be extremely careful not to slip. Suddenly, she lost her footing and fell, sliding down two stories. Her back scraped against a jagged rock, tearing

to climb the mountain cautiously, knowing that if she slipped again, she would fall to her death. As she neared the villa, the sky began to brighten, and she looked down at the valley below. Her blood ran

to light his cigarette but stopped when he heard her mumble. He paused, his thumb hovering over the lighter’s

face dangerous situations on her own. If Summer hadn’t been watchful and cautious, she

the office from noon until everyone got off work, but I

target me. One day, as I was walking home carrying my laptop, a group of thugs stepped in front of me and blocked my path. They must’ve remembered me as I appeared

finally lit up his cigarette and took a deep drag.

emotion.

Summer felt a wave of fear wash over her as he roughly grabbed her and pushed her onto the ground. The stench of alcohol wafted off of him as his red eyes flared with anger. He grabbed her by the shoulders and started to rip her clothes. Hopelessness tied her down like an insect helplessly trapped inside a spiderweb. Her eyes flashed with darkness as

described her story. Suddenly, she leaned in closer to Dexter. Her lips expanded into a

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