She was somewhat suspicious that Gina Sutton was acting.
But just by looking, she really couldn’t confirm it.
If it turned out to be true and something was wrong with the child, what would she do?
Summer Sutton was considering whether to go over and check the situation, but Ryan Walyon pulled her along towards the road ahead.
His steps were steady, and he didn’t look back once, as if he didn’t care about the people behind him at all.
Gina Sutton put a lot of effort into her act, but when faced with him, it was all a waste of expression.
"Ryan Walyon!" Gina Sutton looked at his departing figure in disbelief, so angry her teeth were clenched.
Everyone in the Walyon Family now believed the child inside her was his, yet he couldn’t care less about this child?
It’s all Summer Sutton’s fault!
She shouldn’t exist in this world!
With her around, neither Adrian Walyon nor Ryan Walyon would ever see anyone else!
Gina Sutton stared for a long time in the direction where they had disappeared, stomping her foot in resentment.
Summer Sutton didn’t want to take Ryan Walyon’s car back, and Ryan Walyon did not insist.
He took her to a busy road, hailed a cab for her, and watched her get in before driving away himself.
After returning to the Walyon Family home, Adrian Walyon hadn’t come back yet.
She tidied up the room by herself, opened the drawer, and saw the jewelry Adrian Walyon had given her last time. Summer Sutton opened the jewelry box and quietly stared at the necklace inside.
She had lost count of how many times Adrian Walyon had given her gifts, yet she seemed to have given him nothing in return.
Summer Sutton gazed at the necklace, lost in thought for a while, pondered some things to herself, and carefully put the jewelry box back into the drawer.
After dinner, Summer Sutton went out for a while.
This time she was out for quite a while, so long that Adrian Walyon was already back home, yet her figure hadn’t appeared.
Adrian Walyon waited for her at home for several hours, and when it was eleven o’clock and he still didn’t see her, he worried that it was unsafe for her to come home so late and pulled out his phone to give her a call.
However, he dialed several times, but none of them were answered.
Frustrated, he tossed his phone aside, grabbed his car keys, pulled open the door, and was about to go out and look for her when Summer Sutton unexpectedly appeared at the top of the stairs.
Seeing him seemingly eager to go do something, she paused for a moment.
"What’s wrong?" she asked awkwardly.
Adrian Walyon glared at her angrily, walked over in a few steps, and dragged her forcefully into the house, "Don’t you know to make a call if you’re not coming home so late?"
"It’s late at night, don’t you know to let me come pick you up?"
"Why didn’t you answer the call just now?"
He said many things in a row, it was clear he was anxious waiting for her.
He was obviously furious, yet Summer Sutton seemed completely unaware, and even smiled a bit.
"Summer Sutton!" Adrian Walyon shouted at her, not knowing what she was laughing about, furious.
"I’m already home, why answer your call?" Ignoring his face dark as a pot bottom, Summer Sutton entered the room before him.
When Adrian Walyon followed into the room, she was playing with two small figurines.
A pair of delicate cartoon dolls, handcrafted.
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Summer Sutton was fiddling with dolls shaped according to the features of her and him, even their expressions were incredibly lifelike.
One was aloof and arrogant, the other had curved brows and was smiling sweetly, perfectly capturing the everyday reality of Summer Sutton and Adrian Walyon.