"Summer..." When the light from the phone's flashlight shone on Summer Hue, Zane Bennett was stunned.
At this moment, not only were Summer Hue's clothes in disarray, with signs of being torn, but her lipstick was also smudged.
Without any deliberate guidance, one's thoughts would naturally drift to the worst.
As he was momentarily stunned, Summer Hue followed his gaze to her own body and hurriedly explained, "I don't know what happened either, but I can assure you, I wasn't touched by anyone!"
Honestly, not even Summer Hue herself believed her own words.
After all, the "evidence" was right in front of them, but she knew that nothing had actually happened.
Yet she wasn't sure... if Zane Bennett would believe her.
"This... these..." she looked at her clothes, unable to find the words.
Due to the light on her, she couldn't see Zane Bennett's expression, but she could tell he was taken aback.
