Alexander Winslow pondered over and over, gesturing for her to get into his car.
Summer Sutton got in with him, and Alexander drove her to a late-night fruit tea shop.
The two found a place to sit down, Alexander pushed a cup of fruit tea to her, "You've seen his condition."
Summer nodded.
Alexander lightly tapped his fingertips on the fruit tea cup, pondered for a moment before slowly speaking, "It's very serious, very serious."
Summer suddenly lifted her face, her heart in a twist.
Alexander took a gentle sip of his fruit tea, slowly opened his mouth, "I met Watt Bennet in Northern Ireland, when he encountered me, he was badly injured."
Without any expression, he looked at Summer.
He didn't say what the injury was, nor did he reveal Watt Bennet's identity.
However, mentioning Northern Ireland, Alexander believed Summer could already guess everything.
Summer's hand holding the fruit tea trembled, her delicate white hand clutched the teaspoon tightly.
