"Because there's a fool who keeps bumping into things."
Noah Drexler's words fell, leaving Summer Shawcross somewhat shocked, her face showing an awkward expression.
How did he know...
The light in the bedroom was dim, and she couldn't see clearly, so she accidentally bumped into the coffee table several times, or other furniture, but she never said anything.
She thought he didn't know...
Thinking of this, she awkwardly glanced towards the window, then changed the subject, and with a happy smile said to him,
"By the way, the scenery tonight is quite beautiful, there are quite a few stars in the sky, how about we go for a walk?"
He had been in this airtight and lightless room for several days now, and he should go out and breathe some fresh air.
Listening to her words, Noah Drexler frowned, looking at this easily satisfied woman in front of him, found himself at a loss for words.
