The rainy weather makes cleaning the courtyard quite unpleasant.
The leaves can't bear the weight of the rain, and when they fall on you, it feels like being hit by marbles.
It's unclear how much time has passed, but suddenly, the sound of branches breaking echoes from the garden.
"Baxter, I told you I can handle this myself!" Summer Sutton assumed Zoe Baxter had come and wanted to send her back, but she froze upon seeing a figure in the distance.
Adrian Walyon stood two meters away, holding an umbrella, fixedly staring at her.
His gaze wandered slowly, up and down her body, surveying her from head to toe, his deep-set eyes emitting a chill.
Summer Sutton had been out in the rain for quite a while, completely soaked by now, with her clothes sticking damply to her body and her hair tangled messily across her cheeks, looking as disheveled as could be.
Seeing him appear suddenly made her pause, and the resentment in her heart surged once more.
