Watt knows her well; for Sumr Sutton to insist on staying like this, he can feel that the reason must be very important to her.
Or perhaps, it has to do with him.
Sumr Sutton is just a woman, to Watt Bennet, regardless of whether Sumr is his wife or girlfriend, he doesn’t need her to sacrifice even a bit for him.
He marries a woman to take her ho, not to let her sacrifice for him, but to spoil her!
Sumr Sutton’s head hung very low, struggling hard after his words.
Quietly observing him like this, she had several impulses to walk toward him regardless of anything.
But this ti, to find a way to heal his leg injury, how much effort did she spend, how many words did she wear out?
She has already co this far, and to give up now, Sumr Sutton is unwilling.
Sumr’s steps had already moved toward him by two paces, but ultimately, she restrained herself.
"Don’t make trouble, I told you I’m not going with you." Bowing her face down, Sumr Sutton didn’t dare to look at his face.
Watt’s gaze imdiately darkened after her words, reflecting a trace of a cold and fierce light in his eyes, staring at her as if he couldn’t quite believe what he heard.
"You go back first!" Sumr Sutton urged him.
Watt just looked at her coldly, as if he hadn’t heard her words.
Sumr Sutton pushed him several tis consecutively, "I told you, go back first! Go back!"
Watt remained still as a post.
Sumr Sutton feared that if he stayed here, the Inks would make things difficult for him, and was ready to forcibly drag him onto the plane. From behind, Old Master Ink’s reprimand suddenly sounded, "Don’t go! No one is allowed to leave!"
His roar was so fierce that the voice could be heard far outside the garden.
Pushing Sumr Sutton behind him, Old Master Ink walked step by step toward Watt with a gun in his hand.
Sumr Sutton looked at the gun in his hand, shocked, her face suddenly pale.
Old Master Ink fiddled with the gun at his fingertips, pointing it at Watt, as if schooling him like a student, "On soone else’s territory, without permission, you can’t just enter at will, haven’t you heard?"
"So, what about it?" Watt’s gaze lightly swept toward him, his tone showing no waves.
"What about it?" Old Master Ink’s anger was stirred repeatedly by him, blowing his beard and glaring, "Didn’t think of the consequences of coming in? What do you think the Ink Family is? Ink Family is so place anyone can co and go freely?
"Do you know how many of my flower fields you’ve destroyed? Do you know how much effort, how much ti I spent researching those flowers and plants you’ve ruined? Do you know how much money was invested?"
"Did you think it’s roadside wild flowers and grass? Toss a bomb to blow them up, burn them with fire, and they automatically grow back next spring? What you destroyed was my hard work, was my life, do you know?"
He said a lot in a row, pointing at Watt’s nose, just short of jumping up and down in front of him.
"Let her go, I’ll pay you however much you want!" Watt’s gaze still fell on Sumr Sutton’s face, not reacting much to Old Master’s words.
"Heh..." Old Master Ink seed to find his words sowhat laughable.
"Ruined my lifeblood, and you think paying so money will settle it?" He coldly huffed, suddenly pulling Sumr Sutton to his side.
"You really want to take her back?" Knowing full well the purpose of Watt’s visit, he leaned his face toward Watt, deliberately asking.
His words were hardly distinguishable from nonsense.
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