Secret Marriage, High-Profile Pampering!-Chapter 893: Miss, Please Behave Yourself

Lily Winslow reached out her neck and peered into the villa, shouting again at the top of her lungs, "Brother Watt!"

Her voice was so loud as if she was afraid the people inside the villa couldn’t hear her. Even the birds on the treetops were startled, flapping their wings and flying away.

Summer Sutton heard her voice from afar, her brows furrowed repeatedly.

She didn’t feel any sense of crisis regarding Lily Winslow.

Summer Sutton was very confident in Adrian Walyon; she was not worried that he would fall for another woman.

What’s more, this Lily Winslow was so noisy, causing a ruckus in the villa early in the morning, clearly not Adrian Walyon’s type.

However, even if Lily Winslow posed no threat, having someone constantly around one’s man is not something many women can tolerate.

With a sinking expression, Summer Sutton attempted to walk past Watt Bennet to go outside but was caught by her wrist.

Summer Sutton paused, turning her head in surprise to look at him.

"She’s just a child," Watt Bennet casually said to her, then slowly pushed his wheelchair towards the villa gate.

Summer Sutton’s gaze followed his figure as he reached the door, opened it, and let Lily Winslow in. Inside, she felt as if she’d swallowed a jar of vinegar, sour to the extreme.

Already eighteen or nineteen, how can she still be a child?

Thinking this way, Summer Sutton herself was only in her early twenties, barely past nineteen, does that make her a child too, capable of being unruly and unreasonable?

As Summer Sutton contemplated, her lips slowly curved downward.

Lily Winslow was delighted to see Watt Bennet, intimately wrapping her hand around his arm and squatted down in front of him, extremely close, "Brother Watt, I knew you couldn’t bear to leave me outside."

Summer Sutton stood quietly watching this scene, and her face instantly fell.

Where to put that hand?

She was extremely displeased, all her emotions written on her face.

Watching her man being lavished with attention by another woman, Summer Sutton really couldn’t stand it. She walked over in a few steps, forcefully pulling Lily Winslow’s hand away from Watt Bennet, squeezing her body between the two, "Miss, please show some respect!"

Her strength was quite rough, not at all like a woman’s.

Lily Winslow was pushed back a few steps, nearly crashing into a nearby tree.

Feeling both annoyed and aggrieved, Lily Winslow wanted to push back Summer Sutton but had already witnessed her formidable strength.

This woman was too fierce, confronting Summer Sutton verbally was fruitless, and fighting would likely result in losses for herself.

Stabilizing herself with the tree, Lily Winslow’s gaze turned to Watt Bennet, "Brother Watt..."

"Miss, please stop calling everyone brother, Watt doesn’t have a sister, nor does he need one." Summer Sutton coldly retorted, then directly pushed Watt Bennet towards the car.

Summer Sutton spoke without fear of offending others, almost rudely.

However, Watt Bennet didn’t say anything throughout.

Clearly, Summer Sutton’s current behavior was something Watt Bennet indulged.

He didn’t even look back at Lily Winslow; only after getting in the car did he casually say, "I’ll have your brother come pick you up."

Summer Sutton did not wait for Lily Winslow’s reply, roared the engine, and sped off.

She drove so fast that in an instant, she disappeared from sight.

Lily Winslow was left fuming with anger.

Why is this woman so arrogant?

Summer Sutton was focused on driving, knowing that Lily Winslow couldn’t pose any threat to her whatsoever, even in the car she didn’t bother asking about Lily Winslow’s identity.