Surprised Wife With Twins

Chapter 2102: Buying a House 5

Hearing Mrs. Brightwood's enthusiasm instantly extinguished, Summer felt quite guilty. Especially seeing the wrinkles on Mrs. Brightwood's face, watching her go from full of joy to a look of regret while still forcing a smile and apologizing. Summer felt heartbroken; in truth, she didn't want to buy a house at all.

Soon, Spencer, who had been waiting outside for a long time, finally saw the three of them come out, each with different expressions. Summer looked calm, without any noticeable emotions. He observed the faces of the Brightwood family parents from a distance-there was disappointment, regret, sadness, and unwillingness. It seemed they hadn't succeeded in buying the house.

Relieved, Spencer turned his car around and drove away. Rupert Brightwood wouldn't be back for a while, so he couldn't let the Brightwood family elders cause any trouble. If they made any moves, he would have someone keep an eye on them. Spencer felt that the time left for him was running out, but fortunately, he would be with Summer on set tomorrow. Being able to see her made him feel much more at ease.

Mr. Brightwood drove the car while Mrs. Brightwood sat in the back seat with Summer, holding her hand tightly and lovingly. "Summer, I'm sorry for dragging you out without proper arrangements and wasting your time," she said apologetically.

"Mrs. Brightwood, please don't blame yourself. I didn't want to buy a house anyway," Summer expressed her true thoughts once again.

buying a house is a big deal and Rupert should be involved; he shouldn't feel left out." Mr. Brightwood, who was driving, thought

he voiced his opinion too. "Let's put this matter

we don't know when Rupert will be back; this has been delayed

more. She sat next to Mrs. Brightwood and turned to look out the window; her mood

thought about Summer's neighbor; she always

to her apartment without disturbing her rest and then

sofa and stared blankly at the four peaches on the coffee table... Her mood wasn't good at all; she felt an inexplicable sense of fatigue. She picked up one peach and looked at

than Mr. or Mrs. Brightwood who had just left. She got up to open the door and sure enough, it was Spencer. "What do you want?" she asked directly from the doorway without intending to let him in;

in her hand, Spencer still saw it