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Now reading: Chapter 93: She’s Waiting at Home from Secret Marriage, High-Profile Pampering!, a Romance novel by Cherish Seven.

"Hmm." Adrian responded softly, taking a seat next to him.

The two of them, along with several high-ranking company officials, discussed the matter.

When Adrian left the company, it was already late, eleven o’clock.

"Want to head back together? Or maybe grab so dinner first?" Ryan suggested as he looked at him.

He ant returning to the Walyon Family, going back together since it was on the way.

Normally, Adrian would have jumped into his car without a second thought.

But today, he suddenly thought of Sumr Sutton’s face.

She had said she wanted him to co ho.

Even though he knew her words couldn’t possibly be true.

Other won, if left alone, would surely feel lonely.

But as for Sumr, if he didn’t go back tonight, wouldn’t she be overjoyed?

Ryan noticed Adrian just standing without reacting, puzzled, and found his own words sowhat amusing, "I forgot, you’re already married now! Married n have to spend ti with their wives."

"Next ti then." Adrian snapped back to reality, threw him a word, and bent down to get into his own car.

After that, they parted ways, one returning to the Walyon Family, the other to Sutton Gardens.

When Adrian entered the house, it was already half past eleven.

The villa was very quiet, and Sumr Sutton seed to be asleep.

Adrian had been busy with etings at the company and had just finished, having skipped dinner.

He could’ve dealt with dinner alongside Ryan before heading back here, but he hadn’t done so.

It’s not like Sumr expected him to return for dinner; she made a simple al.

Two dishes, she handled half herself and left the rest.

Adrian went to the dining room, reheated the leftovers, and sat down at the table.

Sumr had just finished her bath then and hadn’t actually fallen asleep.

She heard so noises from downstairs, paused for a mont, and slowly walked down in her nightgown.

Coming to the living room, she stopped in her tracks, seeing Adrian at the dining table, under a dim light, eating two leftover dishes, "Why did you co back?"

Adrian slowly lifted his face, his tone half-serious, "Didn’t I promise you before leaving that I’d try my best to co back for the dinner you prepared?"

Sumr paused again.

But it was already midnight, way past bedti!

Did he wait till now just because he promised her?

Sumr stared at him, not coming around for a while.

...

After a simple dinner, Adrian went to the study to handle more company matters.

He returned to the bedroom quite late, and by then, Sumr was already asleep.

She wore just the nightgown he had soone prepare for her, a thin spring-autumn garnt; the room was heated, warm enough.

Her sleeping pose was relaxed, her fair, glowing legs naturally stretched out over the sheet, her face buried in the bedding, deeply asleep.

Adrian’s gaze lingered on her for a while.

Sumr was sleeping well, but then felt the bed sink slightly, sothing heavy pressing down.

She furrowed her brow, raised her arm in discomfort to push, but didn’t wake.

In her dazed sleep, all she thought about was the significant number of classes she had tomorrow; she couldn’t be late.

Even in her dreams, she was running across the campus, hurrying towards her class, almost late.

Her body suddenly felt cool, sothing landed on her skin, scorching, like sparks.

Sumr shifted uncomfortably.

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