Taking small bites, she finished the entire bowl of noodles cleanly.
After taking the medicine and filling her empty stomach, Summer Sutton felt noticeably better.
Adrian Walyon sat next to her, looking at her side profile, which had softened considerably. His face showed no expression, "How did the stomach illness come about?"
"It's nothing." Summer Sutton did not explain.
Adrian Walyon seemed to dislike her saying nothing at all. His face, which had just relaxed, instantly stiffened again.
"You can go back now!" Summer Sutton turned her head to remind him.
Her words were clearly burning bridges after crossing them.
Adrian Walyon was so angry he almost picked her up and threw her out.
He couldn't bear to throw Summer Sutton out, but this woman had a way of repeatedly testing his patience.
Fueled with anger, Adrian Walyon thought he might really lose his temper.
It was late at night; where was he supposed to return to?
