CHAPTER 59: CHAPTER 59: WAITING FOR MANY YEARS

"Sure?" He raised an eyebrow and teasingly asked her.

His words made her inexplicably feel guilty, instinctively turning away, avoiding his gaze.

"I said there’s nothing, go out, I want to sleep!" She bit her lip and said.

She wasn’t sure what was happening to her.

In the past, she had made all sorts of blunders in front of him, he had seen her unkempt and disheveled many times.

Not to mention the embarrassing incident when she first met him, trying to prank him but ended up scaring herself half to death.

But now, even thinking about that awkward situation just now, she instinctively wanted to hide in a corner.

For the first time, she’s caring about her image in front of him.

Seeing her stubbornness and unwillingness to admit, Noah Drexler didn’t press further but raised his eyes and quietly spoke to her.

"I’m hungry."

As soon as his words dropped, Summer Shawcross turned her head, somewhat surprised, and looked at him.

"Accompany me to dinner!" The man lowered his eyes on her, speaking in a deep voice, with a tone that was impossibly domineering.

She had always hated his domineering attitude, but at this moment, after hearing his words clearly, she agreed without a second thought.

"Okay."

The man’s gaze swept over her now disarrayed dress caused by the earlier fuss, then said,

"I’ll give you three minutes to tidy up, I’ll be waiting downstairs."

As soon as the words left his mouth, he turned out of bed and strode out of the bedroom.

Summer was momentarily stunned, then rushed to get up, quickly seated herself in front of the dressing table, and started working on her face.

...

Half an hour later.

Downstairs, Noah Drexler stood straight beside the staircase, raised his hand to look at the time on his watch, his handsome face furrowed slightly.

Her punctuality issue, it hasn’t changed one bit!

Remembering the day he took her to register their marriage, she was five hours late before reluctantly showing up in front of him.

That was also the first time in his life, someone had dared to blatantly keep him waiting. In the end, he surprisingly didn’t lose his temper.

Because he knew well that he had been waiting for that day for many years.

So, he didn’t care about those five hours.

And right now... he was surprised to find that he wasn’t upset at all, not even slightly impatient.

Noah Drexler looked at the watch, his handsome face showing an expression even he couldn’t decipher.

...

The sound of high heels came from the stairway, Summer Shawcross, dressed up exquisitely, wore a newly changed light-colored Chinese qipao-style modified dress, held onto the handrail, and slowly walked down in high heels.

Noah Drexler raised his eyes, and as his gaze fell on her face, he frowned slightly.

Her pretty, pure, and sweet little face, now more stunning due to the makeup.

"What’s wrong..." Summer Shawcross came down the stairs, seeing his frowning face, couldn’t help but be puzzled.

"The makeup is too ugly, no more next time." Noah Drexler stared at her for two seconds then spoke seriously, with a tone full of disdain for her!

He didn’t like seeing her clean, pure face covered up by those tacky cosmetics.

"..." Summer Shawcross’s expression froze, suddenly feeling an urge to cough up blood inside.

Ugly?

This was a meticulously applied makeup that took her almost half an hour, and he said it was ugly?