"Jimmy, since Adrian is already married, shouldn’t you be planning for it too?" The Old Master said suddenly as they ate.
"Isn’t it still early?" Ryan Walyon didn’t seem interested in this topic.
"Early? You’re in your twenties, if you don’t find a partner soon, Adrian will have children already!" The Old Master scolded him.
"That’s because Adrian got married early." Ryan reminded him.
The Old Master put down his bowl and chopsticks, squinted his eyes and looked at him, and unexpectedly blurted out, "Could it be that you already have someone you like?"
Adrian Walyon, who was dining, raised his eyes, silently staring at Ryan.
Ryan’s face lowered slightly, his expression unclear, but his action of picking up food paused for a moment.
The atmosphere in the dining room suddenly quieted down.
Everyone at the table was staring at Ryan, only Summer Sutton was quietly eating her meal.
After eating several meatballs, she was about to pick another one, when she looked up, she inexplicably felt that Ryan seemed to glance in her direction.
Summer’s outstretched hand froze in the air.
After a good while of silence in the dining room, Ryan said expressionlessly, "When the time comes, I’ll let Grandpa know!"
"It better be so." The Old Master didn’t bring up the topic again, quietly continuing his meal.
Summer hadn’t seen Ryan for several days and couldn’t help but steal a few more glances at him.
Ryan was picking vegetables, his white shirt sleeves rolled up slightly, and when Summer’s gaze drifted over, she saw a prominent scar on his arm.
A burn wound, larger and more severe than the injury Summer had previously sustained.
It must have been from when he rescued her before, rushing out of the sea of fire.
Quite some days had passed since that incident, the injury on Summer’s forehead had almost fully healed, but his scar remained so visible.
Summer hadn’t closely observed Ryan all this time, nor was she aware of his injury.
As she stared at the scar on his arm, her feelings became a bit complex.
In fact, she never understood why Ryan coincidentally appeared at that hotel last time.
Nor how he dared to rush in with such a big fire to save someone.
But no matter what, she owed him a favor.
Summer accidentally looked at Ryan a bit too long.
Adrian glanced in her direction, noticing her expression, his handsome face darkened.
"Mrs. Walyon!" He suddenly called her.
Summer quickly snapped back to reality, turned her head and looked at him with confusion.
"Eat your meal properly!" Adrian scowled, piling a bunch of food onto her plate.
Afraid of misunderstanding, Summer kept her eyes from wandering, quietly continuing to eat her meal.
Adrian seemed a bit moody today, after dinner, Summer initially wanted to ask him to help explain some schoolwork to her.
However, when she brought her textbook into the study, she received a cold response from him.
Helpless, Summer could only study the book on her own.
The book she was delving into was related to photography; sitting alone on the sofa, she tinkered with the camera for a long time but couldn’t figure it out. Follow current novᴇls on novel·fıre·net
Just as Ryan walked by, seeing her frowning, he voluntarily approached.
"What’s wrong? Need my help?"
In Summer’s eyes, Ryan was always someone proficient in everything, so his timing was perfect.
"There are many things in the book I couldn’t understand." Handing him the book, Summer pointed out her confusion.