He clearly found the restaurant in advance; Summer Sutton has been in Northtown for over two years without knowing such a place existed. Without effort searching, it's impossible to know.
The restaurant was without any other guests, seemingly reserved exclusively.
The entire restaurant was adorned with roses, from the carpet to the dining table.
Adrian Walyon led Summer Sutton inside, found a table to sit down at, and casually started ordering food.
"What would you like to eat?" he asked, flipping through the menu as he spoke.
"Anything is fine." At this point, Summer Sutton was so hungry her stomach was playing a solo, not picky at all.
Adrian glanced at her casually, his gaze somewhat deep.
After staring at her for a while, he slowly uttered, "What? Without me at home, you find it hard to eat?"
Summer Sutton was a bit choked by his words but didn't refute.
If he wants to think that, let him.
Her silence seemed to uplift Adrian's mood.
