Summer Ford raised her head and looked at his cold, sullen face, took a deep breath to calm her breathing, and then pulled her legs back.
She took out her phone and reluctantly called Dolly, "Something came up today, and I can't come over. Let's reschedule another day!"
After chatting briefly with the other party, Summer hung up the phone.
Ethan Laurent sneered coldly and got into the car.
The white sports car roared and drove far away, heading straight for the seaside villa they owned.
Summer was upset by his previous actions and didn't speak to him for the entire evening after returning home. She first played with Dolly, and then instead of going upstairs, she continued to sleep on the living room sofa.
Ethan stood on the bedroom balcony, his gaze fixed on the door to their room; at first, he didn't plan to pay attention to her.
But considering she was his woman, and they were married, sharing a bed was only natural!
