Was he out having fun?
Summer Sutton was quite shocked by what she just saw, veins popping on her forehead. She held her forehead and stiffly sat on the sofa, tossing her phone aside with a snap.
After sitting for a while, she still felt unsettled, so she poured herself several cups of tea, gulping them down. She paced back and forth in the living room, and every time the image she saw crossed her mind, her anger flared up.
All men are indeed the same!
Adrian Walyon returned half an hour later, driving his car with a roar, speeding all the way back.
When he pushed open the garden gate and walked in, Summer Sutton was in the kitchen making herself dinner.
She was chopping vegetables, her anger palpable, and the sound of the knife hitting the cutting board was loud and sharp.
Adrian Walyon stood at the kitchen entrance, silently watching her. He explained, "I was discussing business with a client tonight, the location was chosen by them."
