Chapter 2191: Summer Takes The Blame
Chapter 2191: Summer Takes the Blame
But when Summer thought carefully, she murmured in shock, "Mr. Brightwood and Mrs. Brightwood probably don't know about this yet... If they find out, they definitely won't be able to handle it..." She couldn't bear to think further.
"They'll be furious," Agnes blurted out, taking a bite of an apple from the fruit plate on the coffee table. "Any parents would be! They've raised him with so much care, the pride of the village, and he's a vampire! Hearing her sister's tone, Summer couldn't help but worry. "Bubu, no matter what, you have to keep this from his parents."
"How can we keep such a big thing hidden?" Agnes replied. "He borrowed so much money; the creditors won't just let it go. If they can't get the money from him, they'll eventually find his parents." "Regardless, we can't tell his parents," Summer insisted kindly. "His parents have weak hearts; they could easily fall ill from the shock. We should keep it a secret as long as possible. Maybe Rupert can resolve it himself."
"You're too kind-hearted. How is he going to solve it? It's so much money!"
"Bubu!"
"Okay, okay, I can keep it a secret. But can we really hide it?" Agnes sighed. "He's such a mess. I just want to say, he must have a strong heart to still think about getting married!"
Summer was also at a loss for words regarding this matter.
She felt a cold sweat for herself and her family. Luckily, she had no feelings for him and had grown over the past two years. Otherwise, marrying Rupert would have surely dragged her parents down. In the evening, at the Brightwood family's apartment building.
The room was warmly lit as Mr. Brightwood and Mrs. Brightwood took turns calling their son's phone every five minutes, but it was still turned off.
"This won't do Mrs. Brightwood
said anxiously. "Rupert must be devastated by the breakup. I'm
afraid he might do something
extreme. What should we do netThis is from NôvelDrama.Org.
Kcan't
find my son..." She suddenly felt
helpless and on the verge of tears.
Mr. Brightwood was also worried but tried to comfort his wife as the pillar of support. "He won't do that; Rupert is an adult."
"Let's go find Summer!" Mrs. Brightwood couldn't sit still and grabbed her husband's hand. "Maybe Rupert is with her, or she might know where he is." With that, she got up and headed out.
It was impossible to stop her; Mr. Brightwood was also concerned since their son's phone had been off for so long, and he had a bad feeling.
So he followed his wife downstairs and drove her to Summer's apartment.
In the car, Mrs. Brightwood sat in the passenger seat, feeling terrible. "A good relationship can make a man better, a bad woman will ruin an excellent man. I'm so disappointed in that girl Summer!"
Mr. Brightwood drove with a serious expression and said nothing, focusing only on finding their son quickly.
"Summer isn't good enough for Rupert; I don't know why she's being so picky when she has no self-awareness!" This was Mrs. Brightwood's true feeling.
Mr. Brightwood reflected quietly, "Maybe there were issues between them that we didn't notice as elders."
"It's just that Summer changed," Mrs. Brightwood angrily accused. "Our son never changed; he came back wanting to marry her
immediately, putting his career net
aside. It's Summer who doesn't appreciate it, thinking she's become a phoenix just because she's entered showbiz!"