Now, standing here so seriously and solemnly with Adrian Walyon to perform this ritual, her feelings suddenly became complicated.
Who knows how far she and Adrian Walyon can go!
"Since you’ve married into this family, live your life well and don’t give his mother any reason to pick on you, understand?" the Old Master reminded, putting away the family genealogy.
Although it’s unclear whether he is satisfied with Summer Sutton as his granddaughter-in-law, it’s certain that he doesn’t have much against her.
"Grandpa, I understand." With her head lowered, Summer Sutton nodded.
The Old Master then cast his gaze towards Adrian Walyon, giving a stern warning, "I know you young people today are all about marrying if it works and splitting if it doesn’t. In the Walyon Family, don’t bring that nonsense. You chose your wife, you’d better stick it out for better or worse. Got it?"
He spoke harshly, which perhaps is how the elderly perceive marriage—a sacred tradition. Once married, their names penned into that little book, it’s a matter of life and death together.
Essentially, the older generation treats marriage as much more sacred and traditional.
Summer Sutton turned her head to observe Adrian Walyon’s reaction.
Staying together for life and death, how serious are these words?
She initially thought Adrian Walyon would treat the Old Master’s words as nonsense, simply ignoring them.
Unexpectedly, he adjusted his expression and earnestly replied with a single word to the old man, "Okay!"
Summer Sutton’s ears were lightly filled with his words, swirling and swirling, leaving her dumbfounded for quite some time.
Does this count as a promise from him?
A life-and-death promise...
Summer Sutton looked at him in shock, hardly believing what she heard.
The Old Master had nothing more and walked out first.
Adrian Walyon took Summer Sutton’s hand and also led her out, "I’ll show you around!"
He said he would show her around, but as they walked, he directly led her into his personal courtyard at home.
Summer Sutton kept thinking back to what he said earlier, unsure if his seriousness was just for his grandpa’s sake or genuine.
But regardless, who would easily make such a promise?
She had been pondering this matter, only to realize she was already being pulled into the room by Adrian Walyon.
Adrian Walyon does things straightforwardly.
As soon as they entered the room, he pushed her onto the bed.
Summer Sutton was startled, hurriedly dodging under him, "Adrian Walyon, I’m hungry."
She and he hadn’t eaten anything since last night, after spending the whole night exhausting their energy, and by this point, Summer Sutton was nearly faint with hunger.
She told him this, hoping Adrian would go eat first.
However, Adrian Walyon, either intentionally or not, twisted her meaning, "Hungry? Want me to feed you? I guarantee you’ll be full all afternoon!"
What he meant was clearly not the same as what Summer Sutton meant, and she’d never seen anyone as shameless as him. Follow current novᴇls on Nov3lFɪre.ɴet
"I mean I’m hungry; I want lunch first!" Summer Sutton corrected, her face flushed.
"I’ll have someone bring it over later." Adrian Walyon didn’t care much, pressing his tall body onto her, crazily tearing at her clothes.
It was that season, winter.
Summer Sutton was dressed thickly, layered by Adrian himself before they went out.
Adrian found it troublesome to tear off, and after glaring at her for a while, he decided that starting tomorrow, he would have all the clothes in her wardrobe changed to ones that are easy to take off.
Summer Sutton was still wearing a sweater, and after several failed attempts to pull it off, Adrian Walyon gave up on the effort.
He pushed up the hem of her clothes, lowered his face, and suddenly kissed her...