Actually, Watt Bennet still hadn’t figured out why Marshall Quinn specifically drove to follow Sumr Sutton’s car.
Ryan Walyon was only sending Sumr Sutton ho, and the person Sumr Sutton loved had always been Adrian Walyon, so nothing could happen between her and Ryan Walyon.
Watt Bennet’s leg was injured, which was already inconvenient, and yet he drove out so furiously. To Marshall Quinn, it seed unnecessary.
Marshall Quinn thought it over and felt the only explanation for Watt Bennet’s impulsive chase was probably because he was unhappy seeing Ryan Walyon and Sumr Sutton alone together?
Even though he knew nothing would happen between them, he couldn’t tolerate them rely being together.
His possessiveness in this regard was exactly like Adrian Walyon’s!
Marshall Quinn drove along the road leading to Morning Garden for a long ti, but he never saw Ryan Walyon’s car.
To set Watt Bennet’s mind at ease, Marshall Quinn, unable to find anyone, drove directly to Morning Garden.
When he arrived, Sumr Sutton’s car was already parked outside the villa gate, the lights at Morning Garden were on, so Sumr Sutton should have returned.
"Young Master, Miss Sutton is ho." Marshall Quinn glanced at the villa and reminded Watt Bennet.
Watt Bennet ignored his words, just quietly stared into the villa.
He was always in a daze, thinking about sothing unknown.
Carefully, Marshall Quinn looked at him and tried suggesting, "Do you need to help you down to walk?"
Watt Bennet’s gaze remained fixed beyond the window, without saying a word.
Marshall Quinn took his silence as acquiescence, opened the driver’s door, got out, and helped him out from the back seat.
Pushing his wheelchair to the side of the garden railing, Marshall Quinn even chose a good angle for him to easily see everything inside the villa.
It was clear Ryan Walyon hadn’t gone inside, as with Sumr Sutton’s deanor, she wouldn’t have let other n into the house so late at night.
From Watt Bennet’s angle, one could see her pacing back and forth in the living room, busy with sothing unknown.
The garden at Morning Garden was lit, and the entire villa was brightly lit, and Watt Bennet could see everything in the garden clearly.
He stood close to the acacia tree that Sumr Sutton had planted.
In the night breeze, the red ribbons on the tree gently danced, blooming in the most beautiful colors in the night.
Nurous red ribbons were twined on the tree, Watt Bennet’s gaze swept over, scarcely counting forty.
Just a number, without needing any explanation, he understood the significance of all the red ribbons.
He stared at the red ribbons at the tree’s top in a daze for a long, long ti, his chest burning hot.
"Young Master, Miss Sutton is actually under a lot of pressure..." Marshall Quinn discreetly observed his reaction, speaking very softly, "Very stressful, very stressful..."
A college student yet to graduate, managing so many companies alone, the stress could even be imagined with a toe.
Watt Bennet continued to stare at the acacia tree in a daze, seemingly taking in Marshall Quinn’s words, and yet perhaps not.
Unity is a sensitive cat, and this ti it was awake, probably slling a different scent, suddenly leaping out from a certain direction in the garden.
Marshall Quinn hadn’t even seen its figure clearly before it charged over towards Watt Bennet by his side.
It seed extrely familiar with Watt Bennet, and after leaping into his arms, it kept closely snuggling against him.
Its body snuggling against him again and again, rubbing its head non-stop against his chest, the scene was as intimate as it could be.
User Comments
0 comments from readers