Rather than striving toward a man who will never be hers, she might as well change her target.
After all, the Walyons and the Sutton Family have a marriage contract. Initially, Old Master Walyon planned for her to beco his granddaughter-in-law.
If she couldn’t marry Adrian Walyon, marrying Ryan Walyon wouldn’t be bad either.
In any case, Sumr Sutton ruined everything for her; she shouldn’t expect comfort in the Walyon household!
If she married Ryan Walyon, and faced Sumr Sutton day in and day out, Gina Sutton had ways to make her life difficult.
Gina Sutton made up her mind, and beca especially diligent about visiting the Walyons over the next few days.
Her gaze often lingered on Ryan Walyon.
When she saw him head to the garden, she imdiately followed.
Ryan Walyon was in the garden, keeping Sophie Walyon company.
Gina Sutton waited for Sophie to leave before approaching him with a flushed face.
Just as she was about to get close, her foot twisted in an unlucky way.
"Ouch!" she exclaid softly, her body instinctively trying to fall into Ryan Walyon’s arms, but unexpectedly, he took two steps back.
Gina Sutton landed hard on the ground, damaging the elegant image she had cultivated.
A little embarrassed and stiff for a while, she awkwardly got up.
Treating the recent incident as an accident, she was about to start a conversation to get closer, but Ryan Walyon imdiately saw through her intentions.
"Don’t provoke . If you do, I’ll be harder on you than Adrian is!" he left her a cold warning before turning and leaving indifferently.
Gina Sutton stood rigidly in place, unable to recover from his words.
Why did it feel like Ryan Walyon was different from usual at this mont?
Ryan Walyon in front of the Walyons was always calm, reserved, not very talkative, but always good with people.
Harder than Adrian?
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Gina Sutton shivered.
...
Sumr Sutton and Adrian Walyon stayed at the Walyon mansion for a week, moving back to their own place after the holidays ended.
)
Adrian Walyon probably found it inconvenient with too many people around at the Walyon mansion these days. Once back at the villa, he seed relieved and directly carried Sumr upstairs to the bedroom.
"The sheets in our room are more comfortable than at ho; we can roll around as we want," he teased her with the words she said days ago.
Sumr Sutton felt embarrassed for a while, her discomfort palpable.
Adrian Walyon quickened his pace, taking her upstairs to the bedroom, kicking the door shut with his toe, and without even reaching the bed, he spun her around, pressing her against the wall next to the door.
"Honey, do you want to?" His handso face leaned toward her ear, his warm breath enveloping her as he tempted her.
Since their marriage, Sumr Sutton hadn’t thought about such things.
Having fallen ill from falling into the water in recent days, it was even less likely.
She was just about to say no, but suddenly Adrian Walyon bit hard on her earlobe.
Sumr Sutton felt like she got an electric shock, her body tensed as she lay in his arms, not daring to move.
"Do you want to?" Adrian Walyon pressed aggressively against her, still questioning her.
Such things are naturally felt by the body; wanting is wanting, not wanting is not wanting.
Sumr Sutton didn’t want to, but he forced her to.
Adrian Walyon’s attitude was that even if she didn’t feel like it the past few days, he would make her feel now.
If she didn’t answer, he would kiss her.
His body pressed against her from behind, his lips slowly trailing from behind her ear downwards, focusing on her sensitive spots, kissing her so softly she almost collapsed.
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