He spoke so brazenly that Summer Ford was rendered speechless, unable to respond for a moment.
In fact, that was exactly the case.
Summer stared at his sharp, handsome face, completely silenced by his words.
Ethan Laurent glanced at her lazily, with a slight smirk at the corner of his mouth.
Summer didn't dwell on the matter with him, instead focusing on her drawing, locked in thought.
Ethan sat beside her, casually flipping through a jewelry magazine.
The two of them didn't interfere with each other. But after a while, Summer suddenly leaned into him.
Perhaps it was the sunlight or a symptom of pregnancy, but she felt very sleepy. While trying to sit upright and think, she ended up resting her head on his shoulder.
Ethan was more than happy to oblige, slightly turning his handsome face to gently glance at hers, with softened eyes.
Summer, almost asleep, dozing off, felt herself being picked up and then sunk into the soft warmth of the bed.
