Secret Marriage, High-Profile Pampering!-Chapter 143: From now on, I only want to hear this sentence

His movements carried obvious aggression.

His lower body pressed against Summer Sutton’s area, assertively.

Adrian Walyon had always wanted to experience the thrill of a car with Summer Sutton.

But every time, Summer Sutton found various ways to interrupt.

This unfulfilled desire is the only regret Adrian Walyon has in their marriage so far.

Summer Sutton was aware of this, and their current position made her somewhat anxious.

Someone could come in and out of the studio at any time, and she wasn’t sure if Ariella Sawyer had left yet.

Although the car windows were closed, what if someone saw them? How could she face anyone afterward?

Summer Sutton was pressed down by Adrian Walyon, leaving her with no temper at all.

Panic-stricken, she quickly changed her tone, "Husband!"

"Say it again!" Adrian Walyon demanded.

"You are my husband!" Summer Sutton felt like cursing, but she complied.

Adrian Walyon’s lips slowly moved towards hers, fiercely tangling with her tongue in a kiss that lasted four to five minutes, reminding her at her ear, "Remember what you said. From now on, I only want to hear this, got it?"

Summer Sutton glared at him, not understanding why he was upset about this.

He didn’t love her; what’s the difference between a husband and a boyfriend?

She felt discontent in her heart but was forced to nod, "Got it, got it, now get up!"

Pushing him away, she quickly sat up.

Awkwardly tidying her disheveled clothes, her face was very red, not fading at all on the way back.

Upon arriving at Sutton Gardens, Old Master Walyon called, mentioning that the New Year was approaching, and instructed Adrian Walyon to arrange his schedule to definitely be in the country for this significant day.

For someone of Old Master Walyon’s generation, traditional festivals were very important, especially days when family could gather. freēwēbnovel.com

For the past few years, Summer Sutton lived alone, and the concept of festivals was nonexistent to her.

No matter when, the house always had only her, the people who loved her had all gone to another world; the word ’reunion’ had long been unrelated to her.

But now, it’s different.

Now, she had Adrian Walyon by her side.

No matter why they got married, he was, after all, her family!

Sutton Gardens was their home!

A home needed warmth, and after Old Master’s reminder, Summer Sutton stood lost in thought in the living room.

She didn’t know what she was thinking; the next day after class, she didn’t go to Ariella’s, but took a taxi to the supermarket, buying lots of things needed to decorate for New Year, and stocked up a lot of New Year goods for their kitchen.

When Adrian Walyon returned, she was standing high on a stepladder, hanging small lanterns.

Red, a very festive color, which actually didn’t match the Nordic style of Adrian Walyon’s villa.

But it resembled a flame, warming the entire villa considerably.

Summer Sutton had decorated a lot in the villa, even hanging palm-sized lanterns on the plants in the garden.

Adrian Walyon quietly watched her handiwork, a gentle smile appearing on his lips.

At least this woman still considered this place a home, which gave him a sense of comfort.

"Come down, I’ll help you!" He took a few steps towards her, worried she might fall, commanding her, who stood high.

"I can handle this myself." Summer Sutton didn’t dare trouble him.

Someone like Adrian Walyon, who was used to being served by others since childhood, she couldn’t imagine him doing these odd jobs.

Adrian Walyon furrowed his brow, not wasting words, directly lifting her down.

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