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Secret Marriage, High-Profile Pampering!-Chapter 902: The Woman I Indulge
His gaze stiffly turned, staring at his half-soaked shirt, he seemed lost in thought.
He seemed to be in a daze, without much sense of anger or coldness, just simply not expecting Summer Sutton to act this way.
Such a reaction from him left the onlookers quite surprised.
Someone is causing a scene with him drunk, and he’s not angry?
Summer Sutton shot him a cold glance, turned around, and returned to the area closest to the champagne tower. 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂
Lily Winslow was a bit worried about Watt Bennet, hastily trying to help him dry the water on his body, her hand already reaching out, but she felt it was inappropriate in front of so many people.
Awkwardly withdrawing her hand, she pushed him toward the lounge.
As they walked, she expressed her disdain for Summer Sutton, "That woman is really something, doesn’t she know what kind of madness she’s up to, throwing drinks at whoever she sees when she’s drunk? Who gave her this courage? Does she even know whom she poured the drink on?"
The man in the wheelchair furrowed his brows, clearly displeased by her words.
Slowly raising his face, he coldly uttered, "I condone it, got a problem with that?"
He was very indifferent in front of Summer Sutton.
However, when turning around to face others, he couldn’t bear hearing a single bad word about her.
His protection of Summer Sutton was not at all concealed in front of others.
Lily Winslow was dumbfounded for a good while, feeling a bit wronged, "Brother Watt, that woman just made you lose face in front of so many people, yet you’re still speaking for her!"
Watt Bennet ignored her words, pushing his wheelchair slowly towards the lounge by himself.
Once in the lounge, he made a phone call to his assistant, asking for a clean shirt to be sent over.
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Summer Sutton was exceptionally frustrated tonight. Originally, splashing Watt Bennet was just a way to vent her anger at him, but after doing it, she felt even more confused and upset.
Grabbing a glass of wine, she intended to drink again, but the glass was taken away by Marshall Quinn.
"Alright, stop drinking. You’ll feel awful if you get drunk later."
Summer Sutton put down the glass and turned to the buffet area.
If she can’t drink, she can eat, right?
At this time, Summer Sutton was actually quite full, but she didn’t care.
Loading up a big plate of food, she kept stuffing it into her mouth.
She had no real appetite, just wanted to numb herself, to do something to vent.
She swallowed mouthful after mouthful of food, and after finishing a large plate, Summer Sutton’s stomach felt really uncomfortable, so much so that she almost threw up.
There were lots of guests on site, gathered in small groups, engaging in conversation.
Summer Sutton felt dizzy, her stomach was uncomfortable, and tonight for some reason, she felt exceptionally tired.
Supporting her forehead with her hand, as she listened to the people talking around her, her ears kept buzzing, and her eyes were a bit blurred.
When Watt Bennet came out wearing a clean shirt, his gaze swept in her direction.
Summer Sutton sat quietly in a corner, her eyelids drooping, face lowered, looking somewhat drowsy.
Watt Bennet assumed she had too much to drink and was dizzy, not paying much mind to her.
He wheeled himself into the crowd and engaged in conversation with several clients.
They were discussing the new perfumes launched by the Shining Sky Group, the rose fragrance series, personally developed by him.
Ever since the release of the Blue Bell series, Shining Sky Group’s sales have been consistently good, with many loyal clients.







