The kitchen of a place where a single man with a leg injury lives surely wouldn't have anything in it.
Summer Sutton rummaged through the kitchen for a while, found nothing, and then left with the car keys. "I'm going to check if there's a supermarket nearby to buy some groceries."
The sound of the automatic gate closing slowly came from the garden, followed by the engine of a car starting.
Summer Sutton left afterward and reappeared at the villa more than half an hour later.
She entered the kitchen with bags of groceries and busily started preparing dinner.
Since this villa was bought, the kitchen had almost never been used.
Summer Sutton's arrival brought a sense of life here for the first time.
While bustling around, the sounds were jingling and clanging, but they didn't seem noisy. Instead, they gave off a long-lost sense of warmth.
Summer Sutton prepared a very hearty dinner, purchasing ingredients mostly aimed at promoting wound healing, along with a few vegetables.
