His footsteps came to a halt, but he couldn't help frowning slightly.
Moments later, he started moving again, though his steps were much quieter.
As he reached the sofa, Noah Drexler stopped and looked down at the woman sleeping on the couch. A softened expression appeared on Liam Coldwell's usually stern face.
The next second, he raised his hand, removed his suit jacket, and tossed it onto the sofa. After unbuttoning one of his shirt buttons casually, he bent down, lifting her from the sofa with his arms, and turned towards the bed.
Just as he placed her on the bed, Summer Shawcross was startled awake.
Seeing her awaken, he didn't bother to straighten up, simply leaning over to look at her. Upon seeing her still-drowsy appearance, a trace of tenderness flashed across his stern face.
She opened her eyes groggily, seeing Noah Drexler's handsome face... For a moment, she was taken aback, then spoke with a hint of delight...
But after glancing at the clock, her heart tightened.
