When it cos to choosing between anyone and him, Sumr Sutton will always choose Adrian Walyon.
After Manuel Ink spoke, Sumr Sutton fell into a long silence.
Manuel Ink stared at her for quite a while, gestured towards the room, "Pack your things!"
Sumr Sutton stared at him in disbelief at what she was hearing.
"Manuel..."
"Go!" Manuel Ink gestured to her again.
But Sumr Sutton just stood there without moving, "Why do this?"
"It’s nothing, I just wanted to show you that the Ink Family is not a band of outlaws." He tossed her a sentence and went to her room first.
After a few steps, he stopped, turned his head, looked at her, and suddenly added, "I’ll be happier when the day cos that you willingly choose to stay here."
Sumr Sutton looked at him blankly, unable to react to his words for a long ti.
He actually understands everything!
Even though during this ti, he never asked her about a single thing, her situation is sothing he always understood!
He knows everything, yet he’s letting her leave directly...
Sumr Sutton couldn’t determine what Manuel Ink’s attitude towards her is exactly.
Does he like her? Sumr Sutton couldn’t think of a reason why he would.
If he doesn’t like her, then why did he do so much for her?
Regardless, the only thing Sumr Sutton was sure of was that if Manuel Ink liked soone, he would give them absolute respect.
When she wants to stay, he welcos her.
When she doesn’t want to stay, he sets her free.
Manuel Ink...
Manuel Ink...
Sumr Sutton repeated his na in her heart over and over, her heart burning hotly.
She doesn’t love Manuel Ink, but she’ll rember this man’s goodness.
Downstairs.
The Old Master was still eagerly discussing Manuel Ink’s marriage with Father Ink and Mother Ink.
Discussing and discussing, they didn’t even call Sumr Sutton down to ask for her opinion. The Old Master was directly discussing the wedding date.
Sumr Sutton stared dazedly at Manuel Ink for a long ti. By the ti she snapped back to reality, Manuel Ink had already packed her luggage.
Sumr Sutton actually didn’t have much luggage; she ca alone, and the only things she had to take away were the herbs.
Manuel Ink handed her the herbs, took her hand, and went downstairs.
The Ink Family mansion had two staircases, in different directions.
He took the one that avoided the Old Master.
After going downstairs, he took Sumr Sutton straight to the airport, and Manuel Ink led her onto the Ink Family’s private jet.
On the Old Master’s side, they were still energetically discussing the wedding date.
In the garden, the sound of the plane starting up suddenly ca through.
The Old Master was first taken aback, then slowly walked out.
By the ti he got outside, the plane carrying Manuel Ink and Sumr Sutton was already ascending.
"Old Master, it was the Young Master and Miss Sutton who left," the butler quietly said.
The expression on the Old Master’s face froze. After the butler spoke, he remained stunned for a while, then quietly swore, "Manuel Ink, you brat!"
He actually had no idea what Manuel Ink and Sumr Sutton planned to do.
But with the two of them leaving so abruptly, he could guess what it was with a little thought.
He didn’t know whether to call Manuel Ink stupid or generous.
In matters of the heart, what principles are there?
...
Manuel Ink and Sumr Sutton sat together on the plane, flying directly to the dostic airport.
After getting Sumr Sutton to the airport, he stopped in the hall.
Once she walked out, Sumr Sutton turned her head again to take a good look at him.
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