CHAPTER 88: CHAPTER 88: SHAKE IT HOWEVER YOU WANT

Summer Sutton was stunned.

A few minutes ago, she had just left the table, and right under Diana Wood’s nose, he followed her out, intending to leave directly.

This mother, Adrian Walyon truly didn’t take her seriously.

It’s winter now, and outside, it started to snow in the evening.

Picking up Summer Sutton’s coat from the sofa, before heading out, Adrian Walyon helped her put it on, fearing she’d get cold, and even wrapped a scarf around her.

With his large hand enveloping hers, Adrian Walyon led her out of the hall.

Diana Wood watched the entire scene silently, her expression growing increasingly rigid.

...

When Summer Sutton and Adrian Walyon came out, the outside was already draped in silver.

The weather was bone-chilling, and a single exhalation could freeze instantly, yet Adrian Walyon’s hand was warm.

Summer Sutton followed him closely, got into the car, and Adrian Walyon took her to a hotpot restaurant.

On a frost-covered winter night, hotpot was the most suitable choice.

The two ordered a heap of items, the broth in the pot boiled, emitting rising steam, and as food was cooked and dipped into sauce, their whole selves felt significantly warmer.

Summer Sutton was truly famished, with a dozen or so dishes, Adrian Walyon hardly ate, as she devoured almost all of it.

This little splurge cost the two over ten thousand; it was the most luxurious midnight snack Summer Sutton ever had.

"Full?" Adrian Walyon asked her before getting into the car.

"Mm." Summer Sutton nodded.

"Do you want to go back to the house again?" Adrian Walyon asked.

He was referring to the Walyon Family.

Summer Sutton instinctively wanted to shake her head, but after thinking it over, she ultimately nodded.

To be honest, it’s only Diana Wood who is dissatisfied with her, and this dissatisfaction stems from her lack of understanding.

She was already married into the Walyon Family, so she couldn’t avoid facing these people.

Adrian Walyon didn’t expect her to actually be willing to go, and after scrutinizing her for a moment, he chuckled softly.

This woman has guts!

"Alright, let’s go home! Tonight, let me introduce you to the environment where your husband grew up, and you can experience the bed I’ve slept in since I was young." Feeling happy, he started the car.

What was that last sentence?

Summer Sutton’s face stiffened.

Adrian Walyon glanced at her sideways and mumbled with a hint of tease, "Absolutely durable!"

Smiling slightly at the corner of his mouth, the last word he uttered was more brightly toned.

Summer Sutton’s head felt a bit cloudy.

Durable?

What was he planning to shake tonight?

In the snowy night, the heavy-duty SUV rolled slowly along the leafless road. After returning to the Walyon mansion, Adrian Walyon took Summer Sutton for a stroll to the courtyard.

On entering, they casually walked a bit in the snow, giving her a rough sense of familiarity with the house.

By the time they got inside, it was already past ten.

Summer Sutton’s face was flushed red from the cold, and she wanted to take a hot bath in the bedroom first.

Tonight, their return was unplanned, and Adrian Walyon hadn’t had time to prepare clothes for her here.

Summer Sutton felt a bit awkward.

Leaning beside the wardrobe, Adrian Walyon looked at her leisurely, and suggested, "How about you make do? Anyway, you’ll be taking them off soon, right?"

His advice was for her not to wear anything.

Summer Sutton shot him a glare, her cheeks instantly turning pink.

"Do you think I’m like you? I don’t have those exhibitionist tendencies," she dismissed his words disdainfully. Adrian Walyon didn’t help her find clothes, so she went to find them herself.

Searching through his wardrobe, she eventually found a T-shirt and went off to the bathroom.

She soaked in a long hot bath in the bathroom, and when she came out, Adrian Walyon seemed to be waiting for her deliberately, sitting on the sofa chair, watching her leisurely.