Summer Ford silently watched him, hesitated for a moment, but eventually pushed open the car door and got out.
She had nothing to fear from him.
Without looking at his face, she passed by him and walked straight into the house.
"Don't you have anything to explain?" Ethan Laurent's gaze followed her figure, his voice as cold as ice.
"I have nothing to say." Summer Ford kept walking without looking sideways.
Celeste Sterling clearly seemed like he was playing around, he probably didn't take his actions seriously, and she felt there was no need for her to care either.
Quickly walking into the house, she hugged Dolly and went upstairs.
When Ethan Laurent followed her upstairs, she was standing by the wardrobe searching for clothes.
Dolly circled around her, biting her skirt hem, meowing continuously.
The meows were melodious and loud, looking very much like trying to please.
