CHAPTER 79: CHAPTER 79: NERVOUS—HE WON’T TELL WHAT JUST HAPPENED, RIGHT?

"...He’s there, on the phone, seems like he’s talking about work. Let’s wait a bit. Come on, let’s watch some TV!"

Mrs. Nolan forced a stiff smile, pretending she knew nothing, walked over to the coffee table, picked up the remote, and switched to a news channel, deliberately turning up the volume.

Ian Sterling involuntarily glanced towards the hallway, thinking of getting up to see if Young Master Spencer was on the phone in her bedroom. Suddenly, Mrs. Nolan asked:

"Ian, what do your parents do?"

He had to answer, "My father is a businessman, and my mother is a homemaker."

Hadn’t Summer Nolan told her mother about her specific background?

Mrs. Nolan continued to chat aimlessly with him—

In the bathroom, Summer Nolan angrily shouted at the man behind her, "Hurry up..."

"Are you still going to hook up with that man?" Elias Spencer leaned down, using the opportunity to ask coldly in her ear.

Summer Nolan turned her head and looked at him in annoyance, not daring to argue with him at the moment. She snorted softly, having to agree with him, "No more!"

"Swear it again." He added.

"You bastard, don’t push it." She gritted her teeth, her chest heaving heavily, wishing she could just bite him to death.

"Will you swear or not?" Elias Spencer suddenly turned her face and bit her lip. He applied some force, and Summer Nolan raised her hand to hit him. He moved his lips away and said in a deep voice,

"If you don’t swear, it’s fine. Tonight, we’ll just stay in the bedroom and let you experience every corner again?"

Strangely, they’ve been together for half a year, and they’ve never used any contraceptive measures, yet she’s never gotten pregnant.

She claimed she hasn’t taken any contraceptive pills either.

"You..." Summer Nolan heard his words, bit her lip, and after a while of mental preparation, had to swear:

"I won’t secretly meet Ian anymore! Is that okay?"

Elias Spencer wasn’t sure if she could keep that promise, but if he caught her again, he’d ’teach’ her a lesson once more...

"Hurry up." She anxiously called out again.

Hmph, wait until there’s no one around, then she’ll deal with this bastard. Being taken advantage of like this suddenly made her very uncomfortable.

Now, being at her own home with people outside, she couldn’t teach him a lesson.

"Cooperate a bit." He said deliberately.

"How else do you want me to cooperate? If not, solve it yourself. I haven’t eaten for a day and a night, I’m starving." Summer Nolan didn’t want Ian to be suspicious, plus she was genuinely hungry.

Elias Spencer, hearing she was hungry, forced himself to finish quickly— it was the first time he finished within half an hour.

Very uncomfortable.

Afterward, Summer Nolan turned and gave him a slap on the chest, let out a cold hum, and went to quickly rinse off again—

Elias Spencer didn’t mind her, his clothes still impeccably neat and straight without a single crease, only tidied himself up a bit.

He adjusted the glasses on his refined face, his expression remaining aloof and abstinent, as if the one who lost control earlier wasn’t him.

He glanced at the woman rinsing inside, calmly took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, drew one to his mouth, and with a click of the lighter, lit it.

Puffing out a cloud of smoke, he stood to the side, quietly watching her.

"Aren’t you leaving? What are you looking at?" Summer Nolan covered her chest with both hands, immediately turned her back to him, feeling very uneasy under his gaze.

She thought once he tidied up, he’d leave, but who knew he’d stand there watching her.

"Didn’t you just touch? Pretentious."

Elias Spencer held a cigarette between his fingers, looking at her graceful figure... he took another drag, suppressing the urge within his body, as if not fully satisfied.

It felt like taking half a bite of meat, not enough to savor, yet being taken away.

It was better not to eat at all.

"Hmph, shameless, just you wait!" Summer Nolan let out a cold hum, quickly finished showering, hurriedly wrapped herself in a towel, walked over to him, and urged coldly:

"Go out quickly, I need to get dressed."

"I’ll dress you..." Elias Spencer just finished speaking when he was suddenly pushed out by her, helpless.

Summer Nolan locked the door from the inside, feeling at ease to get dressed. Her top was a big neckline short-sleeve T-shirt, and below were Modal fabric long pants, very soft and thin, pure white.

Her damp long hair hung loosely, not wanting to linger too long in the room, she decided not to blow-dry her hair.

She opened the door and went out, her wrist was suddenly grabbed and pulled back by Elias Spencer!

"Dry your hair before going out, you want to go out and entice him again?"

"Not blow-drying my hair will entice him? What’s wrong with you men, can’t you think normally?" she laughed, finishing, walked out.

Elias Spencer frowned. Although she dressed conservatively, her damp hair added a touch of softness and alluring wetness to her, very tempting—

Mrs. Nolan saw the girl finally come out, breathed a sigh of relief. If Ian knew, it would have been so awkward and hurtful?

Since she had already been with Attorney Spencer, she ought to properly date him and keep her distance from Ian.

Ian looked at her, staying in her room for so long, turned out she was taking a shower?

That man must have deliberately lingered in her bedroom, trying to make me misunderstand, right?

He thought Elias Spencer, like himself, was just in the pursuing stage, not daring to have physical contact with her.

"Your hair isn’t dry?"

"It’s fine, let’s eat first, I’m starving." Summer Nolan rubbed her flat, still a bit sore abdomen and said.

Though the time wasn’t long, that man—

"Better dry your hair first."

Ian said as he stood up, deliberately pulling her to her bedroom, just in time to bump into Elias Spencer coming out of the hallway!

He glanced at the man, without pausing, pulled Summer Nolan into her bedroom, looked around, and pulled her into the washroom.

Summer Nolan furrowed her brows slightly, could they respect my opinion?

"I’ll do it myself, you go eat!" She wanted to grab the hairdryer, but he domineeringly took it off her hands, his tone firm and irrefutable,

"Stay still, I’ll blow it for you."

Ian turned on the switch, not a very hot wind, blowing gently through her hair, his fingers lightly fiddling with her strands.

Summer Nolan felt this man, though seemingly gentle, was quite domineering inside!

She didn’t enjoy it, her heart was in her throat, hoping it wouldn’t irritate the man outside?

"I’ll do it myself." She was about to turn back when he suddenly forcefully adjusted her back, "Behave, don’t move..."

Elias Spencer turned back and glanced into her bedroom, his cold eyes narrowing slightly—

Mrs. Nolan watched the two contenders for her daughter’s affection, each using their own tactics, a line of black lines formed on her forehead, earlier worried they’d both fly away.

Turns out not only would they not fly away, they’re competing for her.

This was even more thrilling than watching a palace drama!

"Ahem...Attorney Spencer, come and sit, they won’t take long to dry her hair." She called.

"No need, I’ll go check..."

Elias Spencer finished speaking and went to her bedroom. Summer Nolan suddenly saw Elias Spencer’s cold face in the mirror, silently swallowed a gulp—

Nervous.

Would he spill about what happened just now?