Mr. Marsh’s Twins

Spencer froze for a second. He lifted one hand to pull her into his embrace, his breathing growing hot and erratic. His other hand gently cradled the back of her head as he closed his eyes and responded to the kiss with softness and passion. Today’s emotions were mainly driven by Summer. As long as her emotions were in place, she could nail it in one take. Clearly, she performed well today, much to the director’s satisfaction.

Not far away, Andrew and Elisa found the kiss sweet and couldn’t help but get immersed in it, exchanging a happy glance. They both knew the story between Spencer and Summer. Harlan watched this scene from the side, his face darkening. Spencer’s affection for Summer was like a thorn in his heart. Harlan also liked Summer; it’s human nature to want to possess someone you love.Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

Morning.

Agnes had just arrived at the company and opened her phone in the elevator to pass the time. She immediately saw that her sister was trending again! The photos were very clear! Last night, her sister had dinner with Spencer at a forest-themed restaurant and even packed up the leftovers, looking very much like a couple. This surprised Agnes greatly. As Summer’s younger sister, she found it unbelievable! What kind of magic did Spencer use? Her sister had amnesia; she shouldn’t be going out with him.

Thinking about how Spencer was her sister’s first love made Agnes nervous. She stepped out of the elevator and had just put away her phone when it rang. To her surprise, it was Rupert Brightwood, her soon-to-be brother-in-law! Had he seen the news too? She calmed herself before answering, “Hello, Rupert.”

“Agnes, do you have time tonight?” Rupert Brightwood’s unhurried voice came through. “I’d like to have dinner with you.”

“You’re back?!” Agnes was extremely surprised.

“I’ll be at the airport around five in the afternoon.”

“…”

“Does my sister know?” Agnes asked, alarmed.

“Yes,” Rupert Brightwood lied calmly.

“Oh, okay.” The girl assumed he had arranged dinner with her sister and invited her along for a meal together.

“I’ll send you the address later.”

“Alright.”

The call ended shortly after. Rupert Brightwood had only one purpose for this call: to arrange dinner. Agnes didn’t think much of it as she already had a busy day ahead. The only thing she pondered during her free moments was-now that Rupert was back, what would happen with Spencer? If her sister regained her memory, who would she love most?

In two hours, Mr. and Mrs. Brightwood were constantly on the move, having visited five properties and taken detailed notes on three neighborhoods they liked. Mrs. Brightwood sat in the passenger seat while Mr. Brightwood drove to the next location. Mrs. Brightwood jotted down notes and muttered, “These two neighborhoods are in good school districts and have nice layouts with plenty of good floors left; Summer will definitely prioritize them.”

The more Mrs. Brightwood thought about the news and Summer’s male neighbor, the more she wanted to buy a house immediately.

After a while, Mr. Brightwood glanced at his silent wife and noticed she was staring out the window, lost in thought.

He asked, “What’s wrong? I’m already house hunting with you; why aren’t you happy?”

Mrs. Brightwood felt deeply troubled and shared what she had seen in the news with him, full of worry. “Even if Summer is a good girl, no one can withstand such constant attention from a neighbor.”

Mr. Brightwood didn’t say anything but felt equally somber… It was time to start planning the wedding.