CHAPTER 58: CHAPTER 58: EVEN TOUGH GUY ATTORNEY SPENCER IS PLAYING THE "GREEN TEA" ACT!

Summer looked at his angry expression and was speechless. He called me back in a hurry, but I didn’t even know why he was angry?

Asking for help but still being so cold about it.

She walked inside, took the first aid kit from under the TV cabinet, and placed it on the coffee table, calling out to him, "Take off your clothes!"

"My hand hurts, I can’t move." Elias Spencer replied in a deep voice.

"Is it really that painful?" She stood in front of him, arms crossed, looking at him and asking.

"How about I cut you and see?" He leaned against the sofa back and snorted coldly, this ungrateful person.

Summer thought of the time she cut her finger while slicing fruit, it did hurt quite a bit... Fine, I’ll consider myself owing him. She bent down and tugged at the man’s arm:

"Sit up straight, how can I take it off while you’re leaning on me?"

Elias Spencer sat up straight, letting her feel around his body—was she getting close to Ian Sterling for work, or was she trying to marry into money?

"How did you know I was at Centennial Park?" Summer asked, puzzled, while carefully helping him take off his coat.

"I put a tracker on Elias’ collar." He didn’t let her know that he had been following. Ever since Elias went missing last time, he indeed put a tracker on its collar.

Summer thought he was stalking her, but turns out there was a tracker.

"Ian Sterling has other women around him, you’d better not be fooled by him." Elias Spencer suddenly ’kindly’ reminded her.

"Why is Attorney Spencer so nervous? Didn’t you say before that no man would like me?"

She chuckled lightly as she spoke, rolling up his shirt sleeves and gently unwrapping the bandage. The wound had closed, and the swelling had gone down.

She applied the ointment prescribed by the doctor with her fingertip, blowing cool air onto it.

Elias Spencer watched her treating him with such care, his chest tightened—

Summer noticed he’d been silent for a while, looked up at him to see him staring at her dumbfoundedly, feeling a bit embarrassed, and pouted, "What are you looking at?"

"Nothing." He immediately averted his gaze, responding in three words in a deep voice, deliberately stirring things up,

"Does Ian Sterling like you? He just wants to play with you! Be careful, don’t be so naive."

"Why do you care?" she snorted coldly.

"If I really date him, I’d appreciate if Attorney Spencer didn’t interfere." She deliberately provoked him again.

Why doesn’t he go enjoy himself with his assistant instead of meddling in my business?

"You want to date him?" Elias Spencer’s tone suddenly turned cold. Had she fallen for that man? They’ve only met a few times, does she know anything about that man?

Just last night she told him she was getting close to that man to secure Summit’s legal representation.

"I said if... we’re not dating now; we’re just friends. Why are you so worked up? Do you still like me?" She chuckled softly, glancing up at him.

"Who still likes you? Flirting around with so many men, and not even a bit gentle."

Elias Spencer glanced at her and snorted coldly. When they were dating, he didn’t want her to focus on her career, nor did he want to see her socializing with other men.

It’s not like he couldn’t support her.

But she insisted on competing with him—

Summer’s thoughts were completely different from his. She felt that women should be independent, especially since she had debts and revenge to bear.

She needed to become stronger.

"Good, I don’t like you anymore either." Her chest ached uncontrollably as she cruelly responded.

Upon hearing her words, Elias Spencer’s brows furrowed unconsciously—

Summer finished applying the ointment for him, re-bandaged his wound with fresh bandages, stood up, picked up her bag, and coldly said a few words, "I’m leaving, take care of your wound yourself."

Her wrist was suddenly grabbed. She turned to this man, "Do you need something else?"

"Headache..." Elias Spencer leaned his head on the sofa back, rubbed his forehead with his other hand, looking pained.

Summer watched his expression, but it didn’t seem fake, "Take medicine if your head hurts, why are you grabbing me?"

"Stay here tonight and take care of me." he said in a deep voice, glancing up at her, "What if I faint in the middle of the night?"

"Is Attorney Spencer so fragile?" Summer asked with a smile, looking at him, not seeming his usual cold, hard self.

"Who isn’t fragile when they’re sick? Humph, it’s because I took care of you that night that I got sick. You must be responsible for me." Elias Spencer huffed domineeringly, gripping her hand tightly.

Summer raised her hand to touch his forehead; it seemed normal?

But, sometimes dizziness or pain isn’t caused by a fever, better give him some cold medicine first, she tugged at his hand:

"Let go, I’m going to get some water."

Elias Spencer let her go, and Summer went to get a glass of warm water, then took out a box of cold capsules from the first aid kit, popped out two pills, and handed them to him, "Here you go."

Already almost recovered from the cold, Elias Spencer looked at her, but could only swallow two more pills—

Summer took out a packet of powder from the first aid kit, better to drink a packet of medicine as well, increase the dosage a bit, he’s so big, just a little won’t be enough!

She immediately went to mix him a cup: "Drink this."

Elias Spencer looked at this woman, a row of black lines on his forehead, but still took the cup from her hand, drank it, put the cup down, then suddenly pulled her to sit on the sofa, holding her in his arms!

With both arms around her, his head resting on the side of hers.

Summer was astonished, pushed him with her hand, "What are you doing?"

"My head hurts, let me lean for a bit, don’t move!" he said in a deep voice.

"Then go lie down on the bed! What are you holding me for? Get up and go to bed!" Summer couldn’t move being held, like a pillar bound, very uncomfortable.

"Will you lay down with me in bed?" Elias Spencer suddenly asked.

Summer was again stunned, lying in bed with him?!!

"... In your dreams. What relationship do we have that I would lie down in bed with you?" If he wanted to cuddle someone, shouldn’t he call Iris Lynn over?

At this moment, her phone suddenly rang. She moved away his arm, took it out of her bag to check, it was her mom, she stood up, walked farther away before answering:

"Hello, Mom, what’s up?"

"I found a house, luxury-decorated, three to four hundred square meters, also in the city, but... it’s over a hundred million, won’t it be too expensive?"

Mrs. Nolan originally wanted to find a big house for tens of millions, but the environment wasn’t good, or the location was bad, or it wasn’t decorated.

"Do you like it there?" Summer asked her.

"Cough... it’s okay, but if you feel too much pressure, we won’t buy it for now, wait until you finish paying the debt, then we can save and get a better one."

Mrs. Nolan felt if they were to buy, it should be a good one, otherwise they shouldn’t buy at all.

"I’m free now, let’s go check it out together, send me the address."

Mom endured a lot for her and her sister; she’ll try her best to make sure her mom lives well now.

After hanging up, she looked at the man on the sofa and said, "I’m going to see a house with Mom, go lie down on the bed yourself."

"Why are you changing houses?" Elias Spencer looked at her and asked.