If Adrian had to choose between living in the Walyon Family mansion and Sutton Gardens, he’d definitely choose Sutton Gardens, no question about it. Nᴇw novel chapters are publɪshed on N()velFire.net
A home just for the two of them, he’s even sent the servants away, so they can do whatever they want, whenever they want, wherever they want in the house—how convenient!
While eating, the Old Master brought up another issue.
He slowly lifted his face and gazed at Adrian, speaking directly, "Since you’re married, when are you going to start thinking about kids?"
Summer Sutton raised her face in disbelief, looking at Adrian with a hint of panic.
Adrian casually continued cutting his steak.
After a taste, his tone was full of disdain, "Didn’t we just get married? What’s the rush? We haven’t even enjoyed our time as a couple yet!"
He obviously hadn’t thought about having children, which made Summer breathe a sigh of relief.
The Old Master was a bit displeased, but it seemed understandable that a newly married couple would want some more time to themselves.
"Handle this yourself." Although his face was stern and his heart was uncomfortable, the Old Master didn’t say much more.
Ever since Summer came to the Walyon Family mansion, she hadn’t been at ease. Always being watched by Diana Wood made her feel oppressed, and she had to guard against the Old Master’s sudden shocking comments.
Summer’s dinner felt really unpleasant.
Throughout the meal, she hardly touched anything.
Adrian seemed to notice it, and halfway through the meal, he suddenly stood up.
"There’s something urgent at the company I need to deal with, so Summer and I will leave now." Making up an excuse, he pulled Summer towards the Walyon Family gate.
He didn’t even linger.
Diana’s face darkened.
Her own son can’t even be kept at home?
Adrian knew Summer hadn’t eaten enough, so after walking out, he drove her to a restaurant.
He took her to have French cuisine, ordered a bottle of wine, Summer was in charge of eating, while he occasionally helped her with the dishes.
"Is everyone at home like wolves and tigers? Every time you go back, you can’t eat well?" Adrian looked at her, lightly teasing.
"If you were under the watchful eyes of several pairs at all times, could you eat well?" Summer retorted.
Adrian really can completely ignore others’ gazes.
However, he thought it was unnecessary to discuss this issue with her.
"Want to drink some wine to warm up?" He poured a glass of wine and pushed it to her.
It was snowing outside, Northtown’s winters are always ; there’s snowfall every few days.
Summer had been inside for a while; her ten fingers were still pink and cold like popsicles.
Adrian staring at her suddenly pulled her into his arms, settling her onto his lap.
Without explanation, his big hand enveloped hers, gently rubbing her palms to warm them.
Summer stared at him, momentarily dazed.
Adrian was rubbing her hands, his hands warmed hers, until her palms and the back of her hands were warm.
Since coming here with him, Summer had felt quite comfortable, but with his sudden action, she suddenly felt a bit uneasy.
"I’m fine, a little wine will do." She wriggled out of his arms, picked up the wine he poured and drank it.
After a glass, her cheeks were slightly flushed, seemingly a bit warmer, so she drank another.
Her tolerance for alcohol was just two or three glasses.
Adrian quietly watched her actions, knowing her limits, yet he didn’t remind her.