Summer Ford was slightly startled, initially somewhat shocked.
She paused for a moment and then turned her head to look at him with disdain, "So calculative!"
"I never let myself suffer losses!" Ethan Laurent raised an eyebrow, took a few steps toward her, and amidst Summer Ford's shock, lifted her horizontally.
"Let's go back and talk!" Summer Ford did not refuse, merely urged him.
"Why? Mrs. Laurent more eager to go back than I am?" Ethan Laurent glanced at her, teasingly.
"Yes! Hurry back!" Summer Ford didn't want to linger in the garden arguing with him at this hour, and certainly didn't want the night patrol guards to spot them. She agreed with whatever he said.
Ethan Laurent, "..."
Ethan Laurent was speechless for quite a while, then carried her horizontally towards their villa.
A night of entanglement.
The next day, Summer Ford got up a bit late. As she went downstairs, Ethan Laurent was waiting to go together to the main house.
