But he's actually at Raine's place…
The Sullivan Family's party was lively enough tonight, and at this moment, the fireworks in the sky kept exploding one after another, with continuous booming sounds, relentlessly.
Summer Ford and Tanya Dalton were still on the phone, and through it, she could clearly hear the sounds coming from this side.
It was bustling, and it seemed like there were a lot of people.
Summer Ford felt like she had been doused with a bucket of ice, cold from head to toe, and in her heart, an even stronger sense of irony.
She had spent so many hours preparing dinner for him, waiting for him until now, only having dinner past eleven.
In the end, everything had already been prepared for him by someone else.
Summer Ford suddenly felt a bit of self-mockery.
Today, it truly seemed she had meddled too much, even harboring the slightest expectation that he might come back.
