Adrian Walyon just kept walking ahead without any intention of helping her carry anything.
Summer Sutton walked behind him, her arms nearly getting cramps from holding everything.
Finally, they reached the hotel after much effort.
After booking the room, taking the keys, and entering the room, for the first time, the flowers in Summer Sutton’s hands caught Adrian Walyon’s eyes.
Perhaps they were just too obstructive.
He snatched the flowers from her hands and threw them aside, then picked her up and walked towards the bathtub.
"The design of this hotel is nice!" He liked it.
The hotel room they were staying in had the bathtub connected to the bedroom.
On one side of the bedroom, the bathroom was set up as a partitioned space.
A small room with a bathtub placed in the center, surrounded and adorned by scattered roses.
There were no doors, only crystal curtains were arranged.
The lights flickered in the room.
Reflecting on the crystal curtains, it shimmered beautifully as if water droplets surrounded the bathtub.
Adrian Walyon carried Summer Sutton over, stepping into the bathtub with his long legs, he raised his hands and began to strip her clothes.
His movements were quite direct.
"Don’t!" Summer Sutton felt that doing such things ruined the atmosphere of the night, dodging and not cooperating.
Adrian Walyon misunderstood her intentions.
"Want to do it yourself?" He raised an eyebrow, seemingly surprised.
"Isn’t it still early? I want to look around here." Summer Sutton awkwardly looked around the bathroom, trying to climb out of the bathtub. Just as her toes touched the floor, she was pulled back by the man behind her.
"If you like it, we can stay here for a few more nights." Adrian Walyon didn’t want to say much to her, grabbing her bare ankle, pulling her into his arms, lowering his face and kissing her.
He kissed her aggressively and dominantly, forcing Summer Sutton to face him, at that moment, her mind could only focus on him.
"Adrian Walyon..." Summer Sutton raised her hand, lightly hitting him, as if she wanted to say something.
But Adrian Walyon wouldn’t listen, he turned her around, pinning her against the bathtub wall, attacking even more fiercely.
Summer Sutton was at a loss of what to do with him, letting him kiss her for quite a while. As he was about to go further, her hand fumbled outside the bathtub and handed him a small item, "You promised me!"
Adrian Walyon’s face darkened when he saw what she was holding.
In a fit of frustration, he bit her lips hard, clearly not pleased with her action, but he still took the item from her hand.
The water in the bathtub splashed and overflowed, wetting the floor.
The room was filled with the rich aroma of roses.
No one knew how long they had been fooling around in the bathtub, but when Adrian Walyon carried Summer Sutton down, her mind was too exhausted to function properly.
Before sleeping, in a hazy daze, she thought that she could never expect to spend holidays with Adrian Walyon again.
This was clearly torture!
Summer Sutton’s head rested on the bed and she drifted into sleep.
Adrian Walyon stared silently at Summer Sutton’s back, lost in thought.
His hand grazed over her excessively flat stomach, and tonight, Adrian Walyon couldn’t quite describe the feeling in his heart. Follow current novᴇls on nοvelfire.net
Though they both agreed not to have children so soon, Summer Sutton’s firm reluctance to bear children was really frustrating to him.
Sometimes, Adrian Walyon couldn’t understand Summer Sutton.
In what way was he not good to her?
Other than him, could she meet someone better?
They were already officially married, their lives intertwined inevitably. What difference did it make having children sooner or later?