He didn’t even ask Sumr Sutton how she fell; he just took one look at her and figured everything out.
Sumr Sutton felt a bit embarrassed, but she was defiant.
"I was just overly happy and didn’t notice what was behind ." She lifted her chin high, defending herself.
Manuel Ink didn’t argue with her on this issue. He took steps toward her, bent down, and lifted her off the ground.
His actions were straightforward.
Sumr Sutton’s body stiffened for a mont, and she awkwardly tried to wriggle out of his arms but was tightly held by his embrace.
He brought her to the bed and settled her down, helping her check her waist, "Did you sprain it?"
"Seems like it." Sumr Sutton nodded.
Manuel Ink seed sowhat speechless with her.
"You and Grandpa make quite a pair." He gave her a disdainful look and tried to massage her waist.
Before leaving the room, he always thought Sumr Sutton was covered in bruises today because of Old Master.
However, after a brief interaction with her, Manuel Ink realized he was wrong.
Even without Old Master Ink, Sumr Sutton would find ways to end up with so many injuries.
Sumr Sutton felt deeply scorned, but she couldn’t voice her grievance.
Manuel Ink was trying to realign her waist.
He seed like a man with ice in his veins, but Sumr Sutton always sensed warmth from him.
Even when he was straightening her waist, Sumr Sutton didn’t feel much pain.
"Sleep early!" After treating her injuries, Manuel Ink tossed her a line and left the room again.
When he reached the doorway, he casually told the butler, "In the afternoon, help Miss Sutton switch her bed to a tatami style."
With that line thrown, he headed downstairs.
Sumr Sutton watched him leave, her mind a bit muddled.
Tatami style?
Is it to prevent her from rolling off the bed again?
Sumr Sutton felt deeply scorned once more.
...
After Manuel Ink left, Sumr Sutton closed the door and slept for a few hours.
She hadn’t slept last night, so this nap was deep, and she woke up after dark.
The first thing Sumr Sutton thought of when she opened her eyes was to gather dicine in the garden Manuel pointed out to her in the afternoon.
She jumped out of bed, opened the door, and headed downstairs.
As she was going downstairs, she ran into Manuel Ink.
Seeing her boldly rushing toward the garden, Manuel Ink stretched out an arm to stop her.
"You’re going just like this?"
"Otherwise?" Sumr Sutton didn’t understand his point.
"Grandpa’s garden, he spent a lot of effort and manpower to manage it. Every single herb inside is his lifeline." Manuel Ink gently reminded her.
With just a slight hint, Sumr Sutton instantly grasped his aning.
What he ant was she had to sneak in; she couldn’t be caught by Old Master.
Sumr Sutton got it and felt grateful to him.
"I understand, I’ll be careful." She patted his shoulder and gave him a reassuring look before continuing toward the garden.
The Ink Family’s garden is constantly patrolled by bodyguards, with Old Master’s garden being closely monitored.
Sumr Sutton took advantage of the ti when bodyguards changed shifts and quietly made her way to the garden. Once inside, she quickly picked a bunch of flowers.
Manuel Ink only told her that this was the dicine for healing her leg injury and didn’t tell Sumr Sutton how much to gather.
Fearing it wouldn’t be enough, Sumr Sutton took a large bundle when she left.
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