"Wasn't it you who chose?" replied Summer Sutton.
Adrian Walyon was momentarily at a loss for words and shot her a cold glance.
Summer Sutton turned her gaze aside, ignoring his look.
She hadn't said anything wrong.
"Let's continue!" Adrian didn't dwell on the matter; rather than tearing the dress, he opted to remove it.
Summer Sutton lifted her body slightly for his convenience, even cooperating actively.
Removing a piece of clothing, usually a simple task, ended up taking Adrian three times as long due to his awkward movements.
Adrian was struggling with this "dain meat." It was quite challenging.
Summer Sutton lay beneath him, completely relaxed and ready to let him have his way tonight. As Adrian leaned over her again, cold sweat broke out on his forehead from the pain.
Summer Sutton watched with concern, genuinely worried about his condition.
"Maybe we should stop?" They were already married; it wasn't like they couldn't do this anytime.
