Secret Marriage, High-Profile Pampering!

Chapter 990: Beauty in a Lazy Slumber Painting

Summer Sutton was stunned for a few seconds, realizing the meaning behind his words. Instead of self-reflecting, she lightly hummed, "What’s it got to do with me?"

Every time he loses his composure, is it her fault?

Watt Bennet looked up, casting a cool glance at her.

Summer actually thought it had nothing to do with her, but fearing he would kick her out, she immediately adjusted her expression and sat upright, "Go on! Continue!"

Watt took a deep breath, his gaze returning to the contract.

With nothing to do in the office, Summer stood up and wandered around, observing his space.

After looking around his office, she sat back down on the sofa.

It was May, and the morning temperature wasn’t too high, so Watt’s office didn’t have the AC on.

Summer sat on the sofa by the window, basking in the sunlight, feeling slightly warm.

She lay sideways on the sofa, raising her hand as a fan, lightly fanning herself.

Her actions were extremely laid-back, not even glancing in Watt’s direction.

Summer acted freely around him, unaware of how alluring her current actions were.

Watt’s peripheral vision drifted towards her, and seeing her like this, he momentarily lost focus.

Summer was still fanning herself. Today, she wore a refreshing spaghetti strap dress—since she wasn’t working, the style was casual, beach-vacation themed.

Her fair arms and slender legs were all exposed.

Lying sideways on Watt’s sofa, she was like a painting of a beauty awakening, every lazy movement seemingly scented, easily tugging at Watt’s nerves.

Summer herself didn’t realize how enticing the scene was. She vaguely sensed Watt’s gaze on her, and her face gradually turned, looking at him.

Their eyes met, looking at his dark, deep eyes, and Summer’s hand, still fanning herself, froze.

She was dumbfounded for quite a while, her mind a bit muddled.

She genuinely didn’t realize what she was doing.

Watt continued to stare at her, as if there was a gleam of light flickering in his eyes.

If they were at home now, and he looked at Summer Sutton like this, without him making a move, perhaps Summer would take the initiative.

However, this was the company, the Winslow family’s company.

Fearing she’d affect his work, Summer quickly sat up, tidying her dress and sitting properly.

"Aren’t you supposed to work? Continue! Continue!" she reminded him, glancing at the documents by his hand.

Watt seemed reluctant, still staring at her.

It took him nearly two minutes to withdraw his gaze and continue his work, somewhat annoyed.

They spent a busy morning, and at noon, the two had lunch together at the company.

Just as the takeout arrived at the office, Lily Winslow suddenly rushed down from upstairs.

"Brother Watt, want to have lunch together?" Her voice preceded her entrance.

She pushed the door open and walked in, seeing Summer Sutton sitting with Watt at the desk, she froze.

"What are you doing here?"

Summer didn’t harbor much hostility towards her despite the previous incident.

Stirring the food in her plate, she replied indifferently, "Here to keep Watt company."

With a sidelong glance at Lily Winslow, noticing her dimming eyes, Summer slowly added a line—