Sumr Sutton was sick, and he was worried.
She hadn’t eaten, he felt sorry.
With no one to care for her, he stayed.
Her father’s accident, she couldn’t figure it out, he helped her.
His feelings for her actually remained unchanged...
Adrian Walyon was still warming her stomach, his hand resting on Sumr Sutton’s abdon, using his warmth to iron out her pain, which truly improved a lot.
Eventually, it completely stopped hurting, and she could sleep well, but Sumr Sutton felt completely restless.
Adrian Walyon didn’t see her open eyes, and after warming her for quite a while, he quietly closed his eyes.
Sumr Sutton listened to the even breathing sounds behind her and turned her face to quietly gaze at him for a long, long ti...
The two of them slept through the night on the sa bed.
When Sumr Sutton woke up in the morning, Adrian Walyon was sitting on the sofa, seemingly having watched her for quite so ti.
Sumr Sutton was montarily stunned, unsure of what he was looking at.
Adrian Walyon’s gaze slowly traveled down her face, and he casually uttered, "You sleep so ugly!"
Sumr Sutton was taken aback, her expression imdiately froze.
Without much thought, she blurted out, "You’ve been watching my sleep for half a year, wouldn’t you know by now?"
After she spoke, she herself was stunned.
Adrian Walyon raised his brows, as if surprised she would banter with him.
Sumr Sutton felt a bit embarrassed, hurriedly tousled her disheveled long hair, and went into the kitchen with a lowered head.
She only tossed him a sentence, "It’s already daylight, you should go! It’s easy to hail a cab now."
She thought Adrian Walyon, with his temperant, wouldn’t be so easy to ask to leave.
Unexpectedly, after her words fell, Adrian Walyon casually picked up his coat from the sofa and walked straight to the door.
The sound of the door closing with a thud resounded, he really left without any further hassle, decisively.
Sumr Sutton stared at the room after he left, lost in thought.
She was the one who asked him to leave, yet, after he left, Sumr Sutton felt a sour trace of loss in her heart.
She had no appetite for breakfast, cooked sothing casually just to fill her stomach, and went to the studio early at seven.
Ariella Sawyer arrived a little after eight, quite early today too.
Seeing her sitting up straight at the desk, Ariella was startled.
"Early morning, what’s going on here?"
"Morning," Sumr Sutton greeted her, and continued to bury herself in her work.
Ariella stared at her for quite a while, then leaned over and gossiped with her, "Did Adrian Walyon stay at your place last night?"
"No," Sumr Sutton denied without changing her expression.
"Really? Doesn’t seem right!" Ariella scratched her head, seeming confused, "at right at his mouth, and he doesn’t eat it, is he still a man?"
She spoke these words without a hint of embarrassnt.
"Little Ariella!" Sumr Sutton rebuked her, "You have a ton of gigs scheduled today too!"
Ariella snapped back to reality, stuck out her tongue, and opened her agenda to look.
A busy day.
After going to the company, Sumr Sutton accompanied Ariella to several gigs during the day, and while preparing to drive ho at night, she unexpectedly ran into two people.
Old Master Walyon and Bryce Walyon.
Seeing old acquaintances, Sumr Sutton didn’t intend to avoid them.
She lifted her face to look at the elder and first greeted him, "Old Master Walyon!"
Since leaving the Walyon Family, she had consciously changed how she addressed the elder.
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