Secret Marriage, High-Profile Pampering!

Chapter 941: Open Your Eyes and Take a Good Look at Who I Am

Watt’s gaze gradually darkened.

Summer Sutton was still exploring, her hand moving slowly downward from his chest.

As she slid past his abdomen, Watt suddenly flipped her over and pressed her underneath him...

In her sleep, Summer felt something heavy on her, making it hard to breathe.

In a daze, she felt as if something was licking her, like a puppy’s tongue.

At that moment, with her drunkenness and drowsiness, Summer just pushed against the heavy object on her without caring much.

The weight on her didn’t go away.

Something cold and wet continued to lick her, occasionally even biting her twice.

Summer felt ticklish, furrowing her brows, she murmured uncomfortably, "Unity, stop it!"

Unity?

The atmosphere in the room instantly fell dead silent.

After two or three seconds, a sharp pain struck her neck, as if something had bitten her.

Next to her ear, a low growl sounded, "Summer Sutton, wake up and see who I am!"

The man’s voice was rough; during their marriage, Summer had heard it many times.

At this time, Summer’s mind was muddled; startled by the volume, she turned sideways and in her half-awake state, rolled off the bed.

With a thud, she fell and it hurt a little.

After hitting the ground, Summer’s drowsiness cleared up a bit.

At this moment, she didn’t think about what had just happened; her first reaction was, how many times had she fallen tonight?

The man on the bed glanced at her coldly, his voice devoid of emotion, "Awake?"

He thought that after a fall, her mind should clear up.

Unexpectedly, Summer groggily looked at him, then climbed back into bed and continued sleeping.

It was as if she couldn’t see him or didn’t consider him a man at all, falling asleep quickly.

The man next to her was burning with desire, but she slept peacefully, obviously not attracted to him at all.

He quietly stared at her like this for a while; for the countless time tonight, Watt had the urge to strangle her.

But looking at her serene sleeping face, he held back.

After all, he still felt sorry for her.

No matter how Summer Sutton acted up or misbehaved in front of him, he couldn’t bring himself to truly treat her harshly.

Lying next to her, Watt embraced her briefly and fell asleep.

...

The next day, Summer Sutton was the first to wake up.

Summer was drunk last night and tussled for so long, her head ached.

She clearly didn’t remember anything from the night before; what she said to him, what she saw, she forgot it all.

Like someone with amnesia, she had cried so heart-wrenchingly last night, but after sleeping, it was as if nothing had happened at all.

She quietly stared at him lying beside her, and after a few seconds of daze, her first reaction was to push the still-sleeping him directly off the bed.

Watt wasn’t fully awake, he fell hard, his back hitting the carpet solidly.

Without understanding what happened, he lifted his face and glared at the woman on the bed, "Summer Sutton!"

Summer ignored his gaze, shrank off the bed, and without looking at him, went straight to the bathroom to wash up.

Watt followed her into the bathroom, and Summer thought he came to confront her, but instead, he just leaned against the door, quietly watching her.