The car door opened, and Noah Drexler stepped down briskly, hurrying into the villa.
"Sir?" The servant on duty was a bit surprised to see Noah Drexler return in such a hurry.
Wasn’t the butler saying that sir would return tomorrow?
Noah Drexler did not stop, striding with long legs, swiftly heading up to the second floor.
Until he reached the bedroom door.
Only then did the man’s footsteps slow down.
The eyes that were originally icy finally shed their coldness.
He pressed his lips together, reached out to open the door, and walked in.
His movements unconsciously became much lighter, and his gaze, in the first instance, fixed on a certain spot.
And then... he couldn’t look away anymore.
The bedroom was lit only by a dim bedside lamp, and on the large bed, a girl was sleeping on her side.
This scene inexplicably gave rise to a sense of warmth in his heart.
For a moment, he was somewhat lost in thought.
The frost in his eyes, little by little, was melted by the ’warmth’ before him.
He stood at the door for a short while before finally reacting, heading into the bedroom. He did not walk directly to the big bed but stopped in front of the sofa, raised his hand, and placed the heavy paper bag he was carrying on the coffee table. Only then did he walk towards the direction of the bed.
He stopped by the bed, and only then did he realize that her face was covered in sweat...
Even in her sleep, her brow was tightly furrowed, as if she were experiencing something painful.
Just what sorrowful thing did she dream about to wear such a pained expression?
Seeing this, Noah Drexler couldn’t help but frown. Her current appearance stirred a slight heartache within him.
It was the first time he wanted to peer into someone else’s dream.
"Dustin Hughes!" At this moment, Summer Shawcross suddenly shouted in her sleep.
The man beside the bed suddenly froze!
And just at that moment, Summer Shawcross awoke from her nightmare, her eyes opening wide in terror.