Her long eyelashes were tightly closed, showing no signs of waking.
Watt sat helplessly by the bedside, left with no choice but to continue waiting.
A little past two o'clock, he glanced at his wristwatch and thought Summer Sutton might wake up this time, so he asked Marshall to order another takeout. To his surprise, it was delivered, but Summer still hadn't woken up.
After three o'clock, Summer was still asleep.
Near five in the evening, Watt felt that even if she drank and was sleepy, it had been a whole day and night; by now, she should have woken up hungry.
Yet, Summer was still deeply asleep.
Watt became so worried about her well-being that he almost called Alexander over to be on standby at home.
Thankfully, at six o'clock, Summer finally woke up.
Her eyelashes fluttered, and her head felt heavy, as if filled with lead.
After shaking her head to clear it a bit, Summer glanced at Watt beside the bed.
Thinking about last night, she was now infuriated just seeing him.
