For some reason, his cold eyes, at this moment, because of her words of sharing both hardships and joys, brought about a touch of warmth.
The ink-colored eyes inexplicably covered with a layer of mist.
Noah Drexler tightly pressed his thin lips together, yet deep inside he couldn't help but feel a wave of frustration.
A man who has experienced countless hardships, now, was almost shaken in his beliefs by her words...
She indeed seemed to be sent by heaven to restrain him!
...
His silence made Summer Shawcross pause for a moment, thinking her words had no effect.
Although she felt a bit of disappointment, she still did not give up, biting her lip, she softly pleaded with him.
"Noah Drexler, I don't want to stay here, take me away, please?"
Perhaps she could understand his thoughts, he thought this was the safest place, so he wanted to keep her in a safe spot.
But he never asked her opinion,
