After she finished speaking, she walked over to where she had fallen earlier, picked up the box of dicine from the floor, and returned to the sofa side, handing the small box of dicine to Noah Drexler.
"Rember to take this dicine."
Upon hearing this, Noah Drexler lowered his gaze, looking at her outstretched hand, and his handso face imdiately darkened.
"Are you leaving?" He pressed his thin lips together, his voice tinged with displeasure!
Just now he wanted her to leave, but she refused. And now, when another woman is entangled with him, wanting him to carry her back to her room, she actually wants to leave?
Thinking about this, his face sank to the bottom!
A surge of anger rose within him!
Very good!
Does she think he isn’t hurt badly enough, and ca to The Drexler Family specifically to infuriate him?!
His abrupt questioning startled Sumr Shawcross, and she instinctively turned her head to glance at Autumn Duval sitting on the floor. She paused, about to nod, when she realized... the man’s eyes were terrifyingly intense at the mont, staring tightly at her as if he wanted to devour her.
Her expression stiffened, and a few seconds later, she steeled her resolve, directly stuffing the dicine box into the man’s hand.
"If I get back late, the housekeeper will bla ." After hastily saying this, she turned and left.
But just as she reached the door and extended her hand to open it... footsteps sounded from behind her.
Soon, a long arm reached out from behind, and a large hand pressed against the door, closing the room door she had just opened.
Sumr Shawcross was surprised by the man’s reaction, her face instantly showing signs of guilt and anxiety.
Could it be... he’s really recognized her?
Thinking about it, her heart raced out of rhythm, and she panicked.
She stared blankly for several seconds before slowly turning her head, quietly raising her gaze to look at the man in front of her.
Seeing his unpleasant expression startled her again, and she hurriedly looked away, glancing to the other side... only to see Autumn Duval watching them, her face full of resentnt.
"..." Sumr Shawcross silently cursed bad luck. Finished, impulsiveness is indeed the devil!
Now she’s caught in a situation she can’t escape.
And at this mont, the man was lowering his gaze, staring at her intently, completely ignoring the presence of another person in the bedroom!
Whenever she is around, he loses control! Without exception!
This incredibly oppressive, overwhelming, and tense atmosphere made Sumr Shawcross take a deep breath, but she hesitated to look at the man, so she bit her lip lightly and spoke up softly to remind him.
But thinking about her current appearance, she couldn’t believe her eyes widened in panic.
What is happening!
Has he already sensed her identity, or does he still know nothing?
If he doesn’t know her identity, then his tastes are really intense...
But if he’s already aware of her identity, then his tastes are still intense because, facing her face, he actually had the heart to force a kiss...
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