"You're driving me away?" Noah Drexler immediately furrowed his brows, asking her with a somewhat displeased expression.
She's even driving him away?
"Yes, I want to live alone, I need some peace and quiet." Summer Shawcross looked at him and seriously replied.
"..." The man's face darkened, and the expression on his handsome face instantly turned ugly.
"Of course, if you really need someone to accompany you, I suggest you find your fiancée, Miss Duval, who will soon become your wife." Summer Shawcross showed a smile on her face and kindly reminded him.
As her words fell, Noah Drexler's face seemed frozen by frost, and his brows were filled with intense coldness.
"Summer Shawcross, it's just an act!" He squinted, staring at her closely.
It was merely a wedding with no substance, no meaning at all!
In his eyes, that wedding was just like a play performed by actors.
He thought that such a meaningless wedding would not affect them in any way!
An act...
