When a man can be shameless, to what extent can it reach? Just look at Adrian Walyon.
Summer Sutton was actually awake, wrapped tightly in the quilt and covering her head, pretending she hadn't heard him.
"It's warmer with two people, and you get an extra human pillow, don't you need it?" Adrian stood outside the door, seemingly not intending to leave.
Inside the room, it was completely quiet, and Summer Sutton hadn't said a word from start to finish.
Outside the door, it suddenly became quiet as well.
Adrian probably had no other choice, and he had already left.
Summer Sutton thought she could sleep peacefully tonight. She dozed off under the quilt for a while, and was about to fall asleep when she heard the sound of something being inserted into the door lock.
It wasn't a key; Summer had locked it from the inside, so even a key wouldn't open it.
