Watt’s gaze gradually darkened.
Sumr Sutton was still exploring, her hand moving slowly downward from his chest.
As she slid past his abdon, Watt suddenly flipped her over and pressed her underneath him...
In her sleep, Sumr felt sothing heavy on her, making it hard to breathe.
In a daze, she felt as if sothing was licking her, like a puppy’s tongue.
At that mont, with her drunkenness and drowsiness, Sumr just pushed against the heavy object on her without caring much.
The weight on her didn’t go away.
Sothing cold and wet continued to lick her, occasionally even biting her twice.
Sumr felt ticklish, furrowing her brows, she murmured uncomfortably, "Unity, stop it!"
Unity?
The atmosphere in the room instantly fell dead silent.
After two or three seconds, a sharp pain struck her neck, as if sothing had bitten her.
Next to her ear, a low growl sounded, "Sumr Sutton, wake up and see who I am!"
The man’s voice was rough; during their marriage, Sumr had heard it many tis.
At this ti, Sumr’s mind was muddled; startled by the volu, she turned sideways and in her half-awake state, rolled off the bed.
With a thud, she fell and it hurt a little.
After hitting the ground, Sumr’s drowsiness cleared up a bit.
At this mont, she didn’t think about what had just happened; her first reaction was, how many tis had she fallen tonight?
The man on the bed glanced at her coldly, his voice devoid of emotion, "Awake?"
He thought that after a fall, her mind should clear up.
Unexpectedly, Sumr groggily looked at him, then climbed back into bed and continued sleeping.
It was as if she couldn’t see him or didn’t consider him a man at all, falling asleep quickly.
The man next to her was burning with desire, but she slept peacefully, obviously not attracted to him at all.
He quietly stared at her like this for a while; for the countless ti tonight, Watt had the urge to strangle her.
But looking at her serene sleeping face, he held back.
After all, he still felt sorry for her.
No matter how Sumr Sutton acted up or misbehaved in front of him, he couldn’t bring himself to truly treat her harshly.
Lying next to her, Watt embraced her briefly and fell asleep.
...
The next day, Sumr Sutton was the first to wake up.
Sumr was drunk last night and tussled for so long, her head ached.
She clearly didn’t rember anything from the night before; what she said to him, what she saw, she forgot it all.
Like soone with amnesia, she had cried so heart-wrenchingly last night, but after sleeping, it was as if nothing had happened at all.
She quietly stared at him lying beside her, and after a few seconds of daze, her first reaction was to push the still-sleeping him directly off the bed.
Watt wasn’t fully awake, he fell hard, his back hitting the carpet solidly.
Without understanding what happened, he lifted his face and glared at the woman on the bed, "Sumr Sutton!"
Sumr ignored his gaze, shrank off the bed, and without looking at him, went straight to the bathroom to wash up.
Watt followed her into the bathroom, and Sumr thought he ca to confront her, but instead, he just leaned against the door, quietly watching her.
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