Fortunate to Have You This Lifetime

Chapter 667: Chapter 667 Fainted_1

She was not a saint; she also had a dark side to her heart.

Being able to come back to life, she felt a secret joy, usurping someone else’s body, she even had thoughts of shirking responsibility: it was Alexander Summers who did it, it had nothing to do with me.

But regardless, she had replaced Purple Summers, and this was an undeniable fact, so guilt always existed at the bottom of her heart.

This emotion was not apparent on ordinary days, but after Atra Blanc mentioned Purple Summers’ background, her feelings of guilt multiplied.

Because she was not “Purple Summers,” Atra Blanc’s kindness to her was to make amends to “Purple Summers,” to make amends to “Meredith Richards,” which actually had nothing to do with her!

Today, after burning the ritual money and saying everything that needed to be said, she finally found some relief—

She had to live well anyhow, so as not to let down “Purple Summers”‘s life, and not let herself down either.

Alexander Summers carried her back to her room to rest, Purple Summers disliked the smell of ritual money on her hands, and wanted to go to the bathroom to wash them.

Perhaps because her mind had become more open and brighter, after she washed her hands, she deliberately used her wet hands to rub against Alexander Summers’s clothes.

Alexander Summers, quick-witted, sidestepped, and Purple Summers caught water from the faucet to splash on his body.

“Has burning paper energized you?” Alexander Summers noticed she was different, caught her dripping wet hand, “I think you don’t want to sleep tonight.”

“Sleep,” Purple Summers hooked his neck, smilingly said, “hold me as we sleep.”

“Little pig is too heavy, can’t hold,” Alexander Summers teased her on purpose.

Purple Summers’s lips pursed, immediately showing a look of grievance.

Alexander Summers carried her back to the room in a few steps, set her on the bed and leaned over to press down, “How about I sleep on you, okay?”

Purple Summers giggled beneath him.

Alexander Summers gently kissed her.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Moonlight spread like clear frost across the room, and Purple Summers only had to turn her head to see their shadows on the wall. She couldn’t resist moving closer, ever closer… wishing those twin shadows to blend into one, integral as trees with interlocked branches, forever inseparable.

Alexander Summers’s breathing became erratic, kissing her more profusely, his hand ventured under her clothes, caressing skin finer than satin and smoother than snow.

However, the intimate moment lasted only a minute.

Atra Blanc stood rigid at the room’s entrance, startling the entangled couple on the bed.

Atra Blanc watched all this, the color draining from her face bit by bit! She did not expect that the relationship between Alexander Summers and Purple Summers had progressed this far! This far!

“Mom?…”

Alexander Summers startled to his feet, just as he was about to say something, Atra Blanc’s eyes brimmed with tears, and she raised her hand to fiercely slap him!

“She’s your sister!” Atra Blanc burst into tears, “She is your sister! Your sister!”

Atra Blanc had never hit Alexander before.

She was a mother who indulged her children habitually; no matter how much Alexander acted up outside, she had never hit him.

Purple Summers watched the red mark appear on Alexander’s face, her heart in turmoil. She wanted to explain, but Alexander stopped her.

Alexander too was angry now.

He cradled Purple Summers’s face, forcefully planted a kiss on her lips, then turned to ask Atra Blanc, “Is she my sister? Have you ever seen a brother kiss his sister like this? We have no blood relation! Mom! Why can’t you accept it?!”

Atra Blanc cried out of anger, “You grew up together since you were kids…”

Alexander was not listening at all; he turned and walked over to the desk, pulled open a drawer, took out a document, and forcefully shoved it into Atra Blanc’s hands.

“Once Purple is enrolled in the Judicial Training Institute, she will go to Kingsley to study, two years should be enough for everyone to forget the Summers Family’s adopted daughter; upon returning after graduation, she will use this new identity,” Alexander said, “I specifically found a family with the surname Richards to honor Auntie Meredith properly!”

That document was the proof of Purple Summers’s new identity.

Atra Blanc, holding the few pieces of paper, trembled all over. She had not anticipated her son being so resolute that he even prepared a new identity!

“Mom, where exactly am I not satisfying you?” Alexander said, “I love her! I want to marry her!”

“You!… you…” Atra Blanc’s vision went dark in waves, eventually fainting from the shock caused by her own son.