Meanwhile, Summer Thorne finally got a clear look at the bruises on his face.
When Louis Sutton finally stopped struggling, Summer Thorne grabbed his face, twisting it toward her, and was rewarded with a cry of pain.
"Looks like you're pretty badly hurt, too," Summer Thorne said, looking at him. "How come when other people get hurt, they know to go to the hospital, but you just hide in your dorm and sleep?"
Louis Sutton hadn't expected her to say that. He froze for a moment before violently shaking off Summer Thorne's hand. "Stay out of my business!"
"Is that so?" Summer Thorne looked at him. "If you can handle this situation yourself, then I'll stay out of it. In fact, from this day forward, I can leave you completely alone and even give you the money your mother left behind. So, tell me now, how do you plan to deal with this?"
