Summer Sutton was stunned.
A few minutes ago, she had just left the table, and right under Diana Wood's nose, he followed her out, intending to leave directly.
This mother, Adrian Walyon truly didn't take her seriously.
It's winter now, and outside, it started to snow in the evening.
Picking up Summer Sutton's coat from the sofa, before heading out, Adrian Walyon helped her put it on, fearing she'd get cold, and even wrapped a scarf around her.
With his large hand enveloping hers, Adrian Walyon led her out of the hall.
Diana Wood watched the entire scene silently, her expression growing increasingly rigid.
...
When Summer Sutton and Adrian Walyon came out, the outside was already draped in silver.
The weather was bone-chilling, and a single exhalation could freeze instantly, yet Adrian Walyon's hand was warm.
Summer Sutton followed him closely, got into the car, and Adrian Walyon took her to a hotpot restaurant.
