Chapter 1317: Come to My Place

Chapter 1317: Chapter 1317: Come to My Place

He seemed indifferent, waiting for Summer Sutton without even using an umbrella, just letting his coat get soaked.

Summer Sutton stared at him, losing herself in thought again.

She clearly didn’t expect him to appear here. Disappearing for a few days without a word was one thing, but today he showed up without any warning.

Watt Bennet walked slowly towards her, took her hand, and gently rubbed it in his palm.

Feeling the coldness of her fingertips, he frowned slightly.

"Why didn’t you wear more? Can’t take care of yourself or what?"

The recording site was crowded, but he didn’t care, his actions and behavior were just like when he and Summer Sutton were newlyweds.

After rubbing her hands for a while, he pulled her along to the car.

Once in the car, he didn’t linger at the site, starting the engine with a roar.

Summer Sutton sat rigidly in the passenger seat, staring at him constantly.

Watt Bennet noticed her gaze and spoke before she could, "I know what you want to say."

Summer Sutton was slightly startled, a bit surprised by his words.

"Curious about what I’ve been doing these days?" Watt Bennet said as he continued driving.

Summer Sutton was indeed curious, but she was reluctant to admit it in front of him.

Watt Bennet saw through her, smiled lightly, knowing she wanted to know, yet teasingly said, "I can’t tell you yet."

"Tch." Summer Sutton huffed, turning her gaze out the window.

No point in asking if he wouldn’t tell; she wasn’t going to beg.

"By the way, are you just curious about what I’m doing?" As he drove, Watt Bennet suddenly asked.

Summer Sutton was taken aback, not understanding what he meant.

What else?

Her expression left Watt Bennet a bit disappointed.

But he was persistent, "Never thought about me?"

"Thought about how Mr. Bennet hasn’t been at my place these days, it’s finally peaceful," Summer Sutton said, not meaning it.

The light in Watt Bennet’s eyes dimmed instantly.

He realized he couldn’t expect too much from this woman.

Asking her that kind of question was self-torture, so he didn’t press further and continued driving.

The studio where Summer Sutton recorded the show wasn’t close to her apartment, but closer to Watt Bennet’s place.

The snow was heavy tonight, piled thickly on the roads, making driving not so convenient.

Considering safety, Watt Bennet suggested, "How about staying at my place tonight? Anyway, wherever, we’re still sleeping together."

If he had just said the first part, Summer Sutton might not have resisted much.

But the addition of the last part made it sound irritating no matter how it was heard.

"Who’s sleeping with you?" Summer Sutton was so annoyed she flushed, raising her face to angrily refute.

Watt Bennet rubbed his nose, looking innocent.

Wasn’t he stating a fact?

Forget it, considering her pride, Watt Bennet didn’t argue but tried another persuasion, "The car isn’t easy to drive; it’ll probably take a while to get to your place. You have to head straight to the recording site tomorrow, right? My place is more convenient."

His words were quite reasonable, given the cold weather and slippery roads, driving really wasn’t convenient.

Of course, that was the external reason.

The main reason was that Watt Bennet just wanted her to stay at his place.

Summer Sutton remained silent for a long time after his words, seemingly struggling.