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"It's been seven or eight years, and their relationship is very stable," Summer's mother said to him. "Young man, what's your name? You must be very close with Summer, otherwise she wouldn't have told you about her wedding."

"Yes, we are quite close," Spencer nodded, his voice gentle. "We occasionally keep in touch."

"Then you're welcome to attend Summer's wedding," Summer's mother said happily. "Our Summer went through a car accident and doesn't remember much from before. Anyone she's still in contact with must be important to her. You're very welcome to come."

Spencer nodded, feeling a sharp pain in his heart. Attend her wedding? The only way he could be at Summer's wedding was if he were the groom.

"Auntie, I'd like to buy a bouquet of roses," he changed the subject. "Could you help me pick one?" He really didn't want to discuss Summer's wedding any further.

"Of course," Summer's mother responded warmly.

As Spencer watched her busy figure, he sipped his juice, lost in thought. His heart felt cold and heavy.

The girl he loved was getting married, and he had no plan.

After finishing his juice, he put down the glass. Summer's mother handed him a bouquet of roses with a beaming smile. "Young man, you don't need to pay for these flowers. Consider them a gift from me. You're giving these roses to someone you love, right? I wish you both happiness and longevity!"

"Auntie..."

might be the only one. We look forward to seeing you at the wedding," she said

could only smile back at the

Spencer held the bouquet of roses,

visit whenever you

heart seemed to linger in the flower shop, haunted by the kind and friendly image of Summer's

Rupert Brightwood.

that name into

roses lay on the passenger seat,

voice, he said, "Find out everything about Rupert Brightwood. His girlfriend is named Summer. I need all information on Rupert Brightwood and his photos as soon

that, he hung

and apprehensive about obtaining information on this

to Summer's mother, Rupert Brightwood was quite

Marsh Group.

the floor-to-ceiling window with his hands behind

His mood wasn't light.

the years brought back many memories; he'd watched him