His words implied very clearly.
Putting aside the issue with Sumr Sutton, he and Ryan Walyon were still brothers.
However, if Ryan Walyon had any ideas of contention, Adrian Walyon didn’t mind severing this brotherly bond.
Ryan Walyon simply looked at him, without saying anything.
Sumr Sutton was in the car not far away.
Through the car window, she quietly watched the two n here, suspiciously furrowing her brow.
With the door closed, Sumr Sutton couldn’t see their expressions, nor could she hear what Adrian Walyon was saying.
Tilting her head, she pressed her ear against the window to listen, but still heard nothing clearly. Sumr Sutton wanted to push the car door open and get out, but as she had already placed one leg outside, seeing Adrian Walyon not acting out, she restrained her impulse.
With the door closed again, Sumr Sutton returned to the car, quietly waiting for him.
Ryan Walyon did not utter a word after Adrian Walyon’s statent, nor did he offer any rebuttal.
"She is my wife now, and I hope you don’t forget that." Adrian Walyon tossed out the words, then strode toward Sumr Sutton.
Getting into the car and sitting in the driver’s seat, he slowly started the car.
"What were you guys talking about?" Sumr Sutton leaned close to him, curiously gossiping.
Adrian Walyon held his fingertip to her forehead, pushing her aside slightly, "Sit tight! Don’t distract while I’m driving."
Sumr Sutton was choked by his words, helplessly sitting back.
When they arrived at Morning Garden, it was already past nine o’clock.
Sumr Sutton walked ahead, while Adrian Walyon followed behind, watching her as they walked.
With a cell phone lightly twirling in his fingers, he seed to be plotting sothing.
Sumr Sutton went upstairs, returning to the guest room.
Anyway, no room in Morning Garden could prevent Adrian Walyon now; he didn’t mind where she slept at night.
He could just follow her and sleep there, couldn’t he?
Sumr Sutton searched for clothes by the closet.
As Adrian Walyon entered, his eyes followed her figure, watching her pick out a set of pajamas, watching her enter the bathroom, observing her washing and rinsing inside, fingers tapping on his phone screen as he remained deep in thought.
Did this an she and he had reconciled?
She even prepared lunch for him today; it should count, right?
The year’s restriction he imposed on her, could that now be disregarded?
Sumr Sutton had finished washing her face and walked to the door, ready to close the bathroom door for a shower.
Glancing at him standing at the door, Sumr Sutton froze.
She wanted to close the door directly, but Adrian Walyon’s arm was propped against the door, stopping her action.
"Adrian Walyon..." Sumr Sutton lifted her face to look at him, vaguely guessing his intention.
Adrian Walyon took her hand in his and drew her closer to him, staring at her for quite a while.
His eyes were deep and profound, like a bottomless, dark pond, seemingly able to engulf her.
"It’s still early, no rush to shower." He pulled her out of the bathroom with one swift move and closed the bathroom door, picking her up and heading toward the bed.
What he intended to do was very clear.
Sumr Sutton stiffly leaned against him, her heart racing, flustered and erratic.
She wasn’t sure whether living like this with him was right or wrong. Sumr Sutton’s mind was suddenly flooded with thoughts, thinking about the Walyon Family, thinking about the hardships before the founding of the Morningview Group.
Sumr Sutton had always been a hedgehog with sharp quills.
However, after eting Adrian Walyon, gradually, her prickles had been smoothed out quite a bit.
User Comments
0 comments from readers