The director passing by overheard this and couldn’t help but exclaim, "Young Master Walyon is truly known for spoiling his wife!"
Sumr Sutton stood rigidly in place, still staring in the direction where Adrian Walyon had disappeared.
It seed she didn’t even notice the person beside her, lost in thought for quite a while before returning to the hotel room.
She returned to the crew, to the very simple place.
That night, she made do and stayed for the night.
This ti coming to South France, the crew planned a fifteen-day shooting schedule.
By the next day, the rain had stopped.
Shooting proceeded as normal.
After getting to the crew, Sumr Sutton initially thought Adrian would co again today; while buying breakfast, she deliberately bought what he liked.
Who knew, after waiting at the crew for quite so ti, Adrian didn’t show up.
Even throughout the morning, the crew didn’t see him.
Sumr later heard from the director that he had left.
He flew directly from France to London to handle Morningview Group’s matters.
Sumr turned to look at the breakfast she had bought for him and zoned out once more.
Not a word of goodbye...
...
Morningview Group is a company registered in the United Kingdom, with its headquarters in London. It had been several months since Adrian last went.
This ti, for a whole month afterward, Sumr Sutton didn’t hear from him.
Sumr had already returned ho; he seed to still be in London.
Northtown had already entered early winter.
He had been gone for an entire season...
Ariella Sawyer urged her, "Aren’t you worried that so scheming woman might play tricks on your man when you’re not there in London?"
"With so much work every day, why would I go?" Sumr Sutton didn’t mind her words.
Ariella pouted and didn’t say more.
She was just joking anyway.
What random woman could sche against Adrian Walyon?
Sumr Sutton buried her head in handling the files in hand.
She tossed a thick pile of docunts onto the desk, and after sitting down to start the computer, inadvertently glanced at the calendar nearby and couldn’t help but pick it up to look.
November.
How long had it been since she t Adrian Walyon? Two years, right?
Winter—a season with countless anniversaries shared by them...
"Oh, Sumr, let’s have dinner tonight, it’s a director’s dinner party. It’d make feel more comfortable if you co." Ariella’s voice ca from beside her.
Sumr Sutton snapped back to reality and replied, "Okay."
Ariella then busied herself with other matters.
Sumr Sutton opened her computer and continued her work.
She stayed at the studio all day, and at seven, Ariella drove her to the dinner.
Tonight’s dinner was hosted by a renowned dostic director whose films grossed over a billion at the box office, one of the country’s top directors.
Inviting Ariella this ti was likely about a film agreent.
When Sumr Sutton and Ariella arrived, several people were already seated at the table, all personnel from film companies.
After they arrived, the dinner didn’t start imdiately.
Apparently, they were waiting for soone.
Sumr Sutton didn’t think much about it and quietly waited with the group.
Unexpectedly, after waiting for about ten minutes, the person who appeared in the restaurant turned out to be Adrian Walyon, who hadn’t been seen for a month!
Today, he wore a sowhat casual suit.
He had casually paired a seawater blue T-shirt beneath his light jacket.
Adrian Walyon slowly approached the table where Sumr Sutton was seated, his steps steady.
Despite the nurous people at the table, it was as if he couldn’t see them; his gaze was fixed solely on Sumr Sutton.
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