Tonight, Sumr Sutton felt especially complicated; she held him quietly like this, and had no intention of letting go.
Now, has her Adrian Walyon co back?
Sumr Sutton still didn’t really understand what Watt Bennet was thinking. Did he want to take back the identity of Adrian Walyon or continue being Watt?
But, no matter what, the relationship between them has definitely improved.
After Sumr Sutton arrived, she stayed with Watt in the ward for a very long ti.
One sat leaning against the bed, while the other lay on the other’s body, and they slept like this for several hours.
Resting in the ward wasn’t very comfortable, and when Sumr Sutton woke up, her neck was very sore.
It’s unclear if Watt wanted her to rest well or for another reason, but once Sumr Sutton woke up, he sent her back ho.
Sumr Sutton was reluctant when she left, but this ti she didn’t act willfully.
As she stood at the doorway, she gave him one last deep look before leaving the ward.
As soon as her figure disappeared, Alexander Winslow suddenly appeared from a certain direction.
Walking in slowly, Alexander Winslow perford another check on Watt’s leg.
"Are you an idiot?" Raising his eyes to glance at him, Alexander Winslow used the tone Watt had used to scold Sumr Sutton, turning it on him, "How many tis have I told you not to move! Not to move! Why did you jump into the water? Don’t you know your condition by now? Let tell you, if your leg ends up useless, don’t bla my dical skills."
He was probably really worried, scolding him with a touch of severity.
Watt rely listened quietly to his words, making no defense for himself.
Alexander Winslow felt very agitated, pacing up and down the room repeatedly.
"What’s the situation now?" Watt glanced at him, his tone very calm.
Regarding his injury, he seed not to care at all, even though things had deteriorated to this degree; his tone remained so serene.
"No hope." Alexander Winslow threw him these words and left the ward.
Watt leaned stiffly against the bed, losing focus for a long while after hearing those words...
...
After returning to Morning Garden, Sumr Sutton was very worried about Watt’s condition. She wanted to call him to ask about it, but she was afraid of disturbing his rest.
Sumr Sutton pondered for a while and decided not to disturb him for the ti being.
She simply instructed Marshall Quinn to take good care of Watt’s als, and then Sumr Sutton went to work normally.
She continued working for three consecutive days, and on the fourth day, she took a day off, intending to visit Watt in the hospital, only to be inford by Marshall Quinn that Watt had already returned ho.
Sumr Sutton wanted to go to Watt’s house, but Marshall Quinn hesitantly stopped her, "Miss Sutton, let the young master rest for a few more days!"
After thinking it over, Sumr Sutton felt that when she was around, Watt would at least make the effort to talk to her and really couldn’t rest well, so she didn’t insist and resisted the urge to visit him.
But a few more days passed, and by the tenth day, Sumr Sutton couldn’t hold back anymore.
Living in the sa city with him, she was worried about his injury every day. Without seeing and understanding his condition, Sumr Sutton couldn’t feel at ease.
She wanted to go, but was stopped by Marshall Quinn once again, "Miss, Miss Sutton..."
Marshall Quinn was stamring.
Sumr Sutton was taken aback, her brows lightly furrowed.
What’s going on?
Why did she feel like Marshall Quinn was preventing her from seeing him?
Marshall Quinn couldn’t even co up with an excuse, at a loss for words for a long ti, and in the end, didn’t even manage to make up a reason.
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