Gina Sutton was startled by him, her hand trembled, and her face turned a bit pale.
Without a change in expression, she watched him, observing his reaction.
She hoped Ryan Walyon was too drunk to know who she was, or mistook her for Sumr Sutton.
However, Ryan Walyon coldly glanced at her and spat out a single word, "Get out!"
His voice was icy, like a dagger piercing the skin, just hearing it made her shiver.
Gina Sutton was so frightened that her body shook even more.
"Young Master Evans..." She tried to reason, but Ryan Walyon shouted again, "Get out!"
This ti, it was even colder than before.
Although he had drunk a lot, he was clearly sober and knew exactly what was happening.
Gina Sutton, feeling helpless, rushed out the door with her head down.
Since Ryan Walyon was still sober, staying in the room would accomplish nothing.
Her only regret was that Ryan Walyon didn’t drink a few more glasses.
Tonight, she was so close to succeeding!
Ryan Walyon fell back onto the bed with a headache and fumbled for his phone to call his family.
Old Master sent a driver, who soon arrived outside the hotel to take him back to the Walyon Family mansion.
Upon arriving ho, he unexpectedly found that Sumr Sutton and Adrian Walyon had returned today.
"What happened to Ryan?" Sumr Sutton asked with concern as she looked at him.
"It’s nothing. You guys sit; I’m going back to my room to rest," Ryan Walyon shook his head and headed upstairs to his room.
As soon as he was out of sight, Adrian Walyon pulled Sumr Sutton toward the master bedroom upstairs.
"It’s getting late; we should rest, too!" His voice was lazy, with a hint of playfulness.
Sumr Sutton was speechless.
It’s only nine o’clock; for soone who usually sleeps around midnight, how could nine be considered late?
Adrian Walyon had his own motives for taking her upstairs.
Since Sumr Sutton entered her special period, he hadn’t had a taste of at in several days.
Adrian Walyon was always thinking about when she would be done with it.
Bringing Sumr Sutton upstairs, as soon as they entered the room, he pinned her against the wall, his handso face moving close to her ear, murmuring seductively, "How many more days?"
"Eight days," Sumr Sutton said casually.
She just wanted a few more days of good sleep, Adrian Walyon stared at her for a long ti, seemingly speechless at her.
If she had said this when they just t, Adrian Walyon might have believed it.
But now, after being married for so many days and even living together for months before marriage, although he didn’t know much about won, he knew so basic facts.
Sumr Sutton’s period never lasted more than five or six days, depending on the situation.
Knowing she was bluffing, he couldn’t be bothered to ask, suddenly lifting her skirt as if trying to reach in and check for himself.
Sumr Sutton was shocked, jumping back frantically, "Adrian Walyon, what are you doing?"
The door wasn’t even closed; he wasn’t afraid of soone passing by and catching them.
"I’m just helping you confirm," Adrian Walyon slamd the door shut and pulled her over.
He seed to want to continue, Sumr Sutton’s whole body stiffened, her face flushed red.
"Two days! At most two days!" Fearing that his check would lead to a change in atmosphere, Sumr Sutton quickly changed her tune.
Adrian Walyon seed satisfied with her answer, withdrawing his hand, his lips crushed against hers firmly, reminding her, "Two days, rember, you still owe six hours from last ti!"
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