Surprised Wife With Twins

Chapter 2082: She Didn't Want to Get Married Anymore

The night grew deeper. Summer lay on her side in bed, her light amber eyes gazing out the window. It was very late when she finally fell asleep. Only after the light in the next room went out did she get up to draw the curtains. Lying back on her side, she couldn't shake Spencer's image from her mind. Was he angry too? He must feel wronged, right? Realizing her unusual thoughts, Summer felt a twinge of unease. She was engaged, after all... How could she be thinking about another man?

That night, Summer had a dream. In the dream-a dense sycamore forest, like a primeval jungle, with tall, straight trees that spread out like giant umbrellas. The ground was covered with finger-length grass, like a carpet, giving a sense of serene beauty. The air was filled with the fresh scent of nature's oxygen bar.

She wore a white dress and chased a man in a white shirt, always behind him. They laughed and played like innocent children. The golden sunlight filtered through the leaves, casting dappled shadows on them, like countless twinkling butterflies. Against the light, Summer continued to follow the boy around the thick sycamore trees, circling again and again, "Wait for me, hehe, wait for me!" She couldn't see his face clearly or know his identity, but that moment was so beautiful it felt unreal... like a fairytale.

her alarm clock. Her dream was unfinished; lying in bed staring at the ceiling, she could still hear the alarm while her thoughts lingered in the dream. She recalled the dream vividly as if it were real and felt so close. The sunlight was so dreamy and warm, like it had a filter-such a

her boyfriend. But she could never see his face or know his name; throughout the dream, she just chased him without any interaction. Soon enough, the alarm stopped ringing. Then there was a knock at the

threw off her covers and began

night didn't affect her mood because she hadn't planned on getting married so soon anyway. This matter could wait

was just a subjective feeling she couldn't explain herself. But she didn't

extra day of rest, the crew decided to halt work for another day with Mr. Marsh's

morning, a limited-edition Lamborghini parked in Spencer's mansion courtyard. In an instant, golden rays of