Blinking her clear eyes, there was a strong sense of anticipation in her gaze.
This side of her made the man momentarily lost, almost sinking into her eyes, and he almost compliantly agreed with her.
However, reason eventually triumphed over everything.
"Thinking too much." His thin lips uttered these three words lightly, and he gestured slightly with his eyes toward the steering wheel, reminding her to drive.
Summer Sutton's gaze visibly dimmed.
She was slightly dazed by his words before she slowly started the car.
In that brief silence, what she was thinking, the man in the back seat could actually guess.
His gaze quietly rested on her profile, his lips moved slightly, seemingly wanting to say something.
But after struggling for a moment, he ended up saying nothing.
Summer drove quietly, skillfully following the direction of his villa, parked the car at his residence, and then helped him out of the car.
