"I've been going to bed early these days, I want to rest. Mr. Laurent, please return to your own room!" She stared at him for a moment, stood up, took a few steps to the door, and as she was about to close it, her wrist was held by Ethan Laurent.
Summer Ford frowned slightly, wanting to withdraw her wrist, but Ethan Laurent restrained her hand, refusing to let go.
"What is Mr. Laurent doing?" Summer Ford's face slowly lifted, a sarcastic smile tugging at the corners of her lips, "Harassing a woman late at night?"
"Harassing?" Ethan Laurent raised the corner of his lips in disdain, seemingly indifferent to her words.
What's wrong with him harassing his legal wife?
Summer Ford didn't want to get caught up in this issue with him, she lifted her face again to issue the order, "Get out!"
Ethan Laurent ignored her, reversing the closing of the door and entered the room by himself.
As he walked into the room, he was simultaneously taking off his clothes and pants.
