Thinking about Adrian Walyon not wanting to admit his identity, he must have his reasons, Sumr Sutton pondered for a while and ultimately shook her head.
"Soone as outstanding as your friend, wherever he gets hurt, I believe the outside world would be very concerned." Awkwardly, she explained herself.
Alexander Winslow’s gaze at her carried a hint of suspicion.
Sumr Sutton’s attention wasn’t on chatting with him at all; ever since she appeared, her gaze almost never left the figure in the wheelchair.
"I just rembered, I have sothing to do, let’s chat next ti." Casually finding an excuse, Sumr Sutton ended the conversation with Alexander Winslow and quickly disappeared into the crowd.
...
After Sumr Sutton left, her gaze occasionally drifted towards the silhouette under the distant cherry blossom tree, filled with thoughts of how she could see the other’s face.
In this mont, Sumr Sutton’s mind was filled with all sorts of bizarre ideas, wondering whether she should pretend to fall onto him and take off his mask in the process.
Or perhaps, secretly follow him, she couldn’t believe he would always wear the mask.
As she wandered back and forth in the self-service area, thinking about it, Sumr Sutton suddenly grew nervous.
She wasn’t afraid of not being able to see him take off the mask, she was nervous about what to do if after successfully making him take off the mask, the face she saw was a stranger’s.
After being so sure that person was Adrian Walyon, if the mask was ultimately removed and it was soone else’s face, Sumr Sutton couldn’t accept such a blow.
But regardless, she had to take a look at the face under the mask before she would give up.
Sumr Sutton’s hands anxiously twisted the hem of her clothes, struggling and struggling, she took a breath and walked straight towards the distant silhouette.
...
This season, April, is when cherry blossoms bloom the most brilliantly.
The hotel garden where today’s business association is held is planted entirely with cherry blossoms, and when the wind blows, it showers cherry blossoms everywhere.
The distant figure quietly sits under a cherry blossom tree, seemingly isolated and cold from the world.
Sumr Sutton lightened her footsteps as she walked towards him, and upon reaching behind the man, she suddenly exclaid "ouch," her ankle intentionally twisted, causing her uncontrollable body to fall towards the man’s embrace.
She aid straight for his arms, and since he was seated, Sumr Sutton thought he would securely catch her.
She had tid it just right, as soon as her body fell into his arms, she would seize the mont to remove his mask.
Unexpectedly, after falling onto him, her hand had yet to react, but her body was pushed aside by the man—
Then, accompanied by a "thud," Sumr Sutton fell heavily to the ground.
The surroundings were unusually quiet, and the sound of Sumr Sutton’s fall was quite loud.
The place where she fell was on the grass, not painful, but the appearance was extrely embarrassing.
Her body lay flat on the ground, almost looking like a faceplant.
The dress she wore could not have looked more disheveled.
Sumr Sutton’s body was sowhat stiff, taking a long ti to recover.
Did she just willingly throw herself into his arms only to be rejected?
Since marrying Adrian Walyon, Sumr Sutton hadn’t received such treatnt.
This made her sowhat unwilling, struggling to get up from the ground, and before she had steadied herself, she deliberately swayed again, falling towards the man’s legs.
At this mont, all Sumr Sutton could think of was falling onto him for easy access to remove his mask, completely forgetting everything else.
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