Mr. Marsh’s Twins

Upon hearing the knock on the door, the elderly couple looked up and saw a familiar man and woman standing there. They both felt a sense of nostalgia and change. After a brief moment of surprise, Summer stepped inside, followed by the man.

For some reason, the Brightwood couple felt an unusual aura and restrained their emotions, not daring to cry out loud. Summer had almost become their daughter-in-law but was now seen with another man. This left them feeling bitter, though they knew it was their son’s fault.

Mr. and Mrs. Brightwood were lost in thought, feeling as if it were all a dream.

“Mr. Brightwood, Mrs. Brightwood,” Summer greeted them softly as she approached the bed, just like she used to. She hadn’t held any grudges over last night’s events; instead, she was worried about their well-being.

Mrs. Brightwood’s eyes filled with tears as she remembered her disappointing son. Her voice trembled as she asked, “Summer, can you contact Rupert? Parker and I can’t find him. We don’t know if he’s been taken by debt collectors… we don’t know how he is…”

Summer understood a mother’s concern.

Spencer spoke up softly, “Maybe you should call the police.”

The elderly couple was startled, and Summer quickly turned to look at him.

Realizing his mistake, Spencer touched his nose awkwardly and looked out the window in silence.

“No police… please don’t call the police,” Mrs. Brightwood pleaded fearfully. “My son will have a criminal record… he’ll go to jail… he can’t be locked up; prison is a disaster!”

Summer didn’t know what to say; she felt deep sympathy. “Mrs. Brightwood, I don’t know where Rupert is either. I’ve tried calling him, but his phone is off.”

“Summer!” The middle-aged woman looked at her tearfully and pleaded, “If you hear anything about him, please let us know immediately. Don’t abandon him…”

“After all, you’re still his fiancee; you two are engaged. I don’t care if you end up together or not, but you’re engaged now… I’m worried the kidnappers might contact you since Rupert wouldn’t want them to reach out to us…” Mrs. Brightwood was considering every possibility.

Spencer was visibly displeased by this but held his tongue.

Moved by her plea, Summer could understand a mother’s heartache.

Mrs. Brightwood continued, “Summer, no matter how much money is needed, we’ll find a way… we can’t just watch him die… those loan sharks are terrifying.” Though she had never encountered them personally, she had seen the news.

Realizing something important, Spencer discreetly took out his phone and began typing a message against the wall.

Summer didn’t notice his actions; her focus remained on Mrs. Brightwood. “I promise you,” she said with a heavy heart, her nose tingling with emotion. “No matter what happens, if I hear anything about him, I’ll notify you immediately.”NôvelDrama.Org owns all © content.