Summer Sutton is a clever woman, so clever that even her intuition never fails.
Thinking of that scene just now, Adrian Walyon's heart felt a bit cold.
It was just his luck that he dodged it, but what if something had happened to him tonight? What would she and the child do?
Summer Sutton's words just now made Adrian Walyon's heart ache a little.
Helping her wipe her dirty little face, Adrian Walyon leaned down and kissed her forehead.
In a gentle voice, he reassured, "Summer, I'll be fine. With you at home, and our child, the baby isn't even born yet, how could anything happen to me?"
Summer Sutton felt his words especially ominous and lifted her face to sternly correct him, "Even after the child is born, nothing should happen!"
She spoke dominantly, as if demanding a lifetime promise from him.
Adrian Walyon curved his lips into a smile, nodding, "Right, we'll also have to accompany the child as they grow up."
