Fortunate to Have You This Lifetime

Chapter 628: Chapter 628 Touch it_1

Purple Summers concentrated on her studies, and Atra Blanc rarely disturbed her. Even when bringing food, she would leave as soon as it was set down, feeling that her children deserved ample space and freedom.

But today, Atra Blanc was behaving unusually.

She had brought over a late-night snack, and then stayed…

Purple Summers could roughly guess why: Atra Blanc was preventing Alexander Summers from coming over.

Her heart couldn’t describe what it felt… a bit of sadness, some grievance, and beyond that, understanding.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Putting herself in her mother’s shoes, if Purple Summers discovered her own children acting out, she would surely come down hard on them.

At this moment, Atra Blanc, in her seemingly gentle and slow manner, expressed her stance directly—she disapproved of them being together.

This was a dilemma Purple Summers couldn’t solve on her own and could only pin her hopes on Alexander Summers…

The delicate porcelain spoon stirred in the bowl. With each swirl, plump and soft dumplings floated up, their red bean paste aroma sweet and rich, wafting into the air.

Purple Summers had lost her appetite.

She hastily ate a few bites, then opened her textbook and continued to work on problems.

…

Atra Blanc stayed in Purple Summers’ room until late into the night.

Clutching a masterpiece in her hands, she struggled to stay awake, yawning continuously but refused to leave her daughter’s room. She persisted until Purple Summers was ready for bed, then finally put down the book and left the room.

In the past, Alexander would sneak into Purple Summers’ room and they would sleep together. Tonight, that was clearly impossible.

Atra Blanc had grown vigilant, and they couldn’t dare to defy her openly.

Purple Summers consoled herself: end-of-term exams were near, and it was good for Alexander to be under some restraint so he could focus on reviewing his studies.

Despite her rationalization, she tossed and turned at night, unable to sleep. She woke up the next morning to go to school, feeling somewhat listless.

For several days, Atra Blanc maintained high vigilance over the siblings’ interaction. Whenever Alexander was home, Atra Blanc would find every excuse to stay close to Purple Summers.

She believed she was being careful, but to the siblings, each excuse was clumsy and obvious.

Purple Summers felt helpless.

Alexander was very irritable.

He wanted to confront the issue but didn’t want to upset their mom, which was driving him insane!

“Come to my place tomorrow.” Alexander seized Purple Summers’ arm when Atra Blanc went to the restroom, saying, “Just tell Mom you’re going to a classmate’s house!”

“That won’t work.” Purple Summers pulled back her hand, “The day before yesterday, Mom asked for Zara and Jane McCain’s phone numbers, and took down their home numbers too. Sigh, I probably don’t have much credibility with her anymore. If I don’t return all night, she will definitely make calls everywhere asking for me.”

Alexander’s brows knitted tightly.

Seeing his dilemma, Purple Summers found it somewhat endearing and a bit schadenfreude: “Who was it who said Mom would be thrilled to accept? You even said something like catching a daughter and daughter-in-law in one fell swoop…”

“I really can’t take it anymore if this continues,” Alexander said with unmistakable seriousness, “Not being able to touch or hold, how is this any different from a long-distance relationship?”

“You’re really accomplished…” Purple Summers rolled her eyes at him.

Finally, perhaps because Alexander looked so dejected, she softened slightly, pretending to be generous as she stretched out her fair and delicate hands, “Here, touch them, you’ve got five minutes before Mom probably comes out.”

Alexander’s stern expression eased a bit, his deep eyes fixed on Purple Summers’ hands, he whispered in a low voice, “Five minutes is not enough…”

He pulled her hands, tumbled onto the sofa, and kissed her passionately all over before stopping!

After the kiss, both were breathless.

Sunken into the couch, Purple Summers’ body seemed even softer than the sofa. Alexander lay on top of her, unwilling to move, his breath filled with the scent of her hair, feeling incredibly happy.

“You know what Mom is like, give her some time…” Purple Summers whispered to him, “Don’t pressure her… Alexander, don’t pressure her like you did to me before, okay?”

“Hmm,” Alexander said with his eyes closed, “Don’t worry, I’ll handle it.”