Predestined Marriage

Chapter 920 Make Things Difficult

Summer was stunned by Spencer's question.

But soon, Summer retorted, "No, there is nothing wrong with her."

"Wait, I'll get someone to open the door for you." Spencer wasn't interested in whether there was something wrong with Karen.

After Spencer finished speaking, he turned around and went downstairs to look for help. Summer leaned against the door and tried to listen to the sound outside, but she could not hear anything.

Spencer had already left. Seven-year-old child could be very sensitive. Summer could clearly feel that no one in the Jarrett family liked her, especially Vicky, who had an indescribable hostility towards her.

Actually, she didn't have much contact with Spencer, but she could feel that Spencer didn't hate her as much as Vicky did. She thought that Spencer was not lying when he said that he would find someone to open the door.

After Spencer left, Summer stood by the door and waited for Spencer to find someone to open the door for her. Not long after, someone was outside the door.

Summer lay by the door and faintly heard Spencer's voice, "Open this door."

the people outside to open the door. Shortly, the

Summer saw the servant and Spencer standing outside. Summer gratefully said,

who opened the door nodded slightly at Spencer, "Mr. Jarrett,

waved his hand, signaling the servant

"You haven't eaten yet, have you?

as soon as he finished speaking. Summer looked at Spencer and shouted,

be a big deal for Spencer. However, this was the first time Summer felt the kindness of someone from

her, and she did her best not to have any friction with Spencer. Consequently, everything was in

her. She stood at the door and looked at him with her

couldn't tell what he felt in his heart. In fact, he really didn't hate Summer. He just

did she walk downstairs. After a few steps, Summer stopped again, because she recalled Karen's

not allowed to be out of the room and have dinner

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