Let’s Rewrite Our Love Story, Ms Summer Frost

Chapter 13

Chapter 13

Summer Frost POV

The banging sound on the door pulled me out of my deep slumber, and I forced my eyes open.

“Who is there?” I groaned as I managed to stand up from the bed and headed toward the door.

“It’s me, ma’am,” Our maid, Anna spoke from outside, and when I opened the door, I saw the blonde–haired girl standing at my doorstep.

“Anna? Is everything alright?” I asked surprisingly,

“Someone is here to see you, ma’am. I told him you were napping, but he said he won’t leave until he sees you,” She explained to me, and I sighed. Who

the fuck was that?

“Alright. Go back and tell the person that I’ll be there in a minute,” I went back inside and washed my face before I left to go see whoever had shown up to disturb my nap.

My steps slowed down and finally stopped when I walked inside the living room and saw Xander sitting on our couch. Here to beg for his Mom’s life?

“What are you doing here?” I asked as I walked over to the living room and sat on one of the couches.

“Summer_”

“How d

what the hell are you

Summer. Please I need your help,” Fear was written all over him as

obvious that he was doing that. I mean, how did he

paused and stood

you have me is not yet over. Why are

the ground when Xander went on his knees right in front of

can sort out whatever difference we have later. Can you please save was getting to see this gullible side of Xander after what happened between us years ago, and I didn’t expect less

will pay you any amount… Please save my Mom,” A drop of tears slid down the corner of his cheek as he pleaded with me. My heart wrenched painfully, and I couldn’t deny that I felt bad seeing him in

your money? What makes you think that I care about whatever happens to your Mom?” I was glad I did a good job by hiding

definitely agree to this when I go on my knees and shed a drop of tears. I don’t give a fuck, Kander, I don’t care about you or your family!” I slammed my hand on the center table and rose to my

Chapter 13

own it, if after forty–eight hours, I refuse to do what you want,” I towered over him and whispered, picking my words one

weakly with pain resounding

a right to sue you for stalking me, right? I’m going to call the police on you if you dare show up at my

her die,” Tears streamed down his cheeks as he shook his head. He looked like a

“Xander….

We are home,” Jake’s voice interrupted us as the boys showed up in their school

turned in their direction to find them looking at me with shocked

talking when Xander looked at them. The look on their

somewhere.

Dad?” Jake’s eyes narrowed in