He seed to find it extrely amusing, withdrawing his gaze from Sumr Sutton’s hand. He shook his head slightly, "Sweetheart, you’re so beautiful, it’s not good to get physical!"
"I won’t get physical." Sumr Sutton’s gaze remained fixed on sothing behind him.
She wouldn’t get physical, but as for soone from her family, that couldn’t be guaranteed...
Nathan South still didn’t mind, he picked a fresh rose from a nearby desk and offered it to her, leaning slightly in her direction, seriously discussing the issue of being rejected.
"By the way, why did you reject ? Am I not handso enough? Not skilled enough? Not famous enough? Or is there so other issue?"
Nathan South had been a popular actor for several years, and in terms of looks, he had no problems at all.
To make it in the entertainnt industry, as a versatile actor idolized for both skill and appearance, which of them isn’t one in a million?
No need to ntion his acting skills and fa, as a recipient of the Hundred Flowers Award for Best Actor, how bad could his acting and fa be?
"Or is my type not your thing?" He lightly tapped the tabletop with his fingers, knitting his brows, seemingly perplexed by the question.
"By the way, what type do you like?" He looked up at her, asking earnestly.
Sumr Sutton didn’t answer, just shifted her gaze to look behind him.
She had been staring at the back for so long, Nathan South finally sensed sothing unusual.
Following her gaze, he looked back and caught sight of a man who had appeared at so point, he was montarily stunned.
"Who are you?" His eyes clashed with Adrian Walyon’s, filled with provocation, "Are you here to pursue this beauty too?"
Adrian Walyon leisurely walked towards Sumr Sutton, his gaze fixed on the wedding ring on her hand.
Sumr Sutton’s wedding ring had always been on her hand; once Adrian Walyon put it on her, she never took it off.
However, probably because the style Adrian Walyon chose was too simple, most people who saw it wouldn’t easily associate it with a wedding ring, thinking it was just an ordinary ring.
Nathan South lifted his face, still staring at Adrian Walyon.
He felt that Adrian Walyon was there to spoil his ga, carrying such an intense hostility, as if ready to cut soone down.
Staring at him, Nathan South suddenly felt a sense of crisis.
His sense of crisis didn’t co from the chill around Adrian Walyon, but rather from the man’s face.
This face was too outstanding, even as superior as Nathan South was, he still felt inferior before such a face.
Nathan South didn’t know Adrian Walyon’s identity.
He had appeared in the news earlier, but later the news was dealt with by the Walyon Family, so those who didn’t see it at the ti still didn’t know Adrian Walyon’s face.
Nathan South initially thought he was a male star from the company, but then he reconsidered; with a face like Adrian Walyon’s, it would be impossible not to be famous if he debuted, so Nathan South dismissed his own speculation.
He stared at Adrian Walyon for a long ti but couldn’t figure out his identity.
Adrian Walyon slowly shifted his gaze toward him, seeing the confusion in his eyes, he took Sumr Sutton’s hand, raising her ring-wearing hand.
With their two hands together, one big and one small, the rings on the ring fingers, anyone with eyes could see they were a pair.
"Sweetheart, tell him who I am!" His eyes slanted towards Sumr Sutton beside him, Adrian Walyon spoke lightly.
"My husband, the one with the last na ’Walyon’!" Sumr Sutton pointed to Adrian Walyon, smiling as she introduced him.
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