She was annoyed by sothing, but even she didn’t know what.
That night, the annoyance towards Adrian Walyon could be explained by her dislike of him bringing another woman’s scent to her.
But why the cold war with him today?
Sumr Sutton suddenly felt her behavior was just like sulking.
Just like Adrian Walyon said, like a little woman jealous.
Jealous?
Sumr Sutton slowly reacted to this word in her mind, a little startled by her own thoughts.
She stayed in the bathroom for nearly an hour.
When she ca out, it seed like she was deliberately avoiding sothing, not even daring to look Adrian Walyon in the eye.
Adrian Walyon couldn’t figure out what was up with her today.
She had been distant all day, and now she wouldn’t even look at him?
Adrian Walyon stared at her for a while, suddenly a bit annoyed.
When he was annoyed, he always found a way to vent.
He stared at Sumr Sutton who was lying beside him; she was almost asleep, but he suddenly pulled her over and pinned her down.
His tall body pressed onto her, swiftly stripping her clothing, kissing her while his palm ignited on her body.
Sumr Sutton was sowhat unable to bear him.
She was almost asleep, now being forcibly disturbed awake by him.
"Adrian Walyon, I’m tired." She pushed him, unwilling to cooperate.
"Exercise, and you’ll feel refreshed." Adrian Walyon didn’t pay attention to her words.
"It’s getting late now." Sumr Sutton reminded him.
"Haven’t we stayed up all night plenty of tis?" Adrian Walyon still ignored what she said.
His words were shaless.
The couple indeed had many all-nighters because of such matters after marriage, but can this beco his reason for waking her up when asleep?
"I still have class tomorrow!" Sumr Sutton reminded him again.
"For the missed class, I’ll hire a professional tutor to help you catch up." Adrian Walyon seed not to stop until his goal was achieved tonight.
Sumr Sutton’s brain cells were exhausted, unsure how to stop him.
Feeling helpless, Sumr Sutton could only let him have his way.
Adrian Walyon was annoyed by her cool indifference, trying all sorts of ways to stimulate her senses, letting her experience all the pleasures between a husband and wife until she cried, listening to her moaning beneath him, until Sumr Sutton couldn’t bear it, almost passing out from exhaustion, he finally let her go.
He bathed her, returned and wrapped her in the sheets, then lay down with her, pulling her into his embrace.
"Still mad?" He gently smoothed her ssy long hair, and asked softly.
"When was I mad?" Sumr Sutton refused to admit.
Won were always contradictory, Adrian Walyon considered this just her verbal defiance.
"You can be mad!" Not arguing with her, Adrian Walyon said seriously, "This is your right when you encounter such things!"
If she had gone to the hotel room to find him and yet had no emotional fluctuation, Adrian Walyon thought he would feel even more annoyed.
Sumr Sutton looked at him in surprise, slowly processing his words in her head.
Was he asserting her position?
"Weren’t you sleepy earlier? Sleep then! Let’s put this matter behind us." Adrian Walyon softly rubbed her head, pressing it against his chest, and didn’t speak anymore.
Sumr Sutton quietly snuggled in his arms, probably because she felt cold before sleeping, she nudged closer to him, her arms wrapping around him.
The movent made Adrian Walyon pause slightly.
He lowered his gaze, quietly staring at her in his embrace, looking at her soft, nestled appearance. The frustration of the night suddenly dissipated.
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