"I didn’t check my phone after coming back," Summer Sutton said.
Adrian Walyon’s dark eyes narrowed slightly, a dangerous glint flashing in them.
"Summer Sutton!" he growled her name coldly.
Clearly, he didn’t believe a word she said.
Summer was afraid of him, and she hung her head, quickly admitting her mistake, "Alright, I know I was wrong. I really shouldn’t have ignored your calls."
Seeing her sincere attitude, Adrian’s anger subsided a little.
But then, Summer said something unexpected, "But, isn’t this all your fault too? Who told you to always think about those filthy things all day long?"
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All of Adrian’s simmering anger was reignited by her words.
"Summer Sutton!" he gritted his teeth, shouting her name once more.
Having said so much, Summer decided to just speak her mind, "Men and women are different. A man can get involved with a woman he doesn’t even know, but a woman can’t! You should at least give me time to get used to your presence!"
Adrian’s face darkened, his fingers constantly massaging the nerves on his forehead.
Summer glanced at him sideways, cautiously watching his reaction.
Seeing he didn’t argue back, Summer thought he listened to her.
Unexpectedly, Adrian suddenly grabbed her hand and started leading her upstairs to the bedroom.
"What are you doing?" Summer couldn’t help but feel nervous.
"Your adaptability is poor; let me help you improve!" Adrian continued walking straight ahead.
Summer was at a loss for words, not knowing how to rebut him.
Adrian had already brought her to the master bedroom and closed the door behind them, pulling her into the bathroom.
With the bathtub filled, he took off his clothes and stepped in.
Summer’s gaze shifted, avoiding the sudden display of beauty before her.
But Adrian held her face firmly, not letting her escape.
He pulled her hand over to touch his body.
Summer was embarrassed, feeling as if she had been electrocuted, trying reflexively to pull back, but Adrian held her tightly.
His large hand enveloped hers, guiding it slowly over his skin. He chuckled coldly, the curve of his lips bearing a trace of wickedness, "Feel my presence! Start by getting to know me inside and out!"
Summer’s face turned crimson.
He deliberately twisted her words, the rogue!
Summer wanted to leave, but under the current circumstances, it seemed impossible.
Actually, today she defied Adrian, and the fact that he didn’t immediately punish her upon his return was already quite something.
Squatting outside the bathtub, Summer’s cheeks were flushed with embarrassment, yet she didn’t pull her hand away, "Got it."
Adrian’s hand continued to guide hers, moving from his shoulder to his chest.
Summer kept her head hung low, trying her best not to look at him.
Adrian was exceedingly domineering, pinching her chin to make her lift her face, forcing her to look, "Look closely and remember what your husband looks like, inside and out!"
A thousand thoughts ran through Summer’s mind...