Facing her complaints, Mr. Drexler didn't say anything, he just slowly reached out his hand and pulled back the quilt covering him.
"You're still injured, don't move..." Summer Shawcross was taken aback, hurriedly going over to support him.
"Girl, help me up, I want to go for a walk outside." Mr. Drexler glanced at her and suddenly said.
After listening to his words, Summer could only look at him speechlessly, disdainfully responding.
"It's past two in the morning now, no normal person would go for a walk at this time, you should lie down and rest!"
It's past two in the morning, outside it's dark and cold, what's the point of walking!
Moreover, he's still injured, moving around will be troublesome.
But Mr. Drexler didn't listen to her advice and insisted on getting up.
Seeing his persistence, Summer couldn't help but feel a bit helpless, just as she wanted to say something to persuade him, Mr. Drexler suddenly spoke again.
"I want to go see Amber."
Hearing this, she paused.
