Summer Sutton supported his heavy body and continued walking towards the parking lot.
"Where's the car parked?" she asked as they walked.
"The first row at the front of the parking lot," Watt Bennet replied.
Summer Sutton turned her head to glance at him, "Remembering so clearly, I think Mr. Bennet could probably drive back himself without any problem."
Watt Bennet certainly had no problem driving back himself.
But if he wanted to drive himself, would he pretend this much?
"I'm so tired, my forehead hurts, support me!" Ignoring her words, Watt Bennet leaned against her again.
Summer Sutton helplessly continued to support him as they walked.
Upon reaching the parking lot, after pushing him into the car, Summer Sutton sat in the driver's seat.
"Where are you heading tonight?" Summer Sutton's words were actually just a casual inquiry.
A man like Watt Bennet owning several properties was very normal, but most of the time, he stayed at the Rosemary Farm.
