His actions were very sudden, pressing down on Summer Ford so hard that she almost couldn't breathe.
Summer Ford struggled in protest underneath him, but her lack of cooperation seemed to have upset him, provoking him to pinch her maliciously.
"Ethan Laurent, you, don't be like this, go take a shower first!" Summer Ford was already asleep when he woke her, and now she was extremely tired, lifting an arm to push him away.
Ethan Laurent seemed to ignore her, his handsome face leaning towards her, suddenly biting lightly on her delicate earlobe.
"Uh..." Summer Ford's body visibly stiffened, her face flushed red, instinctively wanting to push him away, but he easily locked her wrists behind her.
"Do you have anything you want to tell me?" He glanced sideways at her, whispering softly in her ear, his breath hot and dangerous.
Summer Ford's heart skipped a beat, instinctively thinking he was alluding to her involvement with Rousseau.
