"Where's the room?" Summer Sutton glanced around after going upstairs.
The man beside her ignored her.
Without a response, Summer decided to search on her own, checking room by room.
In a single man's villa, there was only one bedroom set up, easy to find.
Summer arrived at the bedroom door, pushed the half-open door, helped him walk inside, and pressed him down to sit on the bed. She went to the bathroom, fetched a small tub of water, and brought a towel to his side.
Today, she was particularly attentive, knowing he had difficulty walking, she brought him water to wash his face.
She even handed him the towel after dipping it in the water, saying, "Here!"
Everything she did was akin to the actions of a devoted wife.
The man just looked at her, showing no intention of taking the towel.
"Miss Sutton, don't you intend to sleep here tonight?" He stared at Summer for a while before asking expressionlessly.
