Lingering Passion: Mr. Sutton Wants to be Your Male Lead!-Chapter 160: He’s Pretending

Failure is the mother of success.

Ben Lawson’s words completely stem from his years of failed experiences.

Everyone says Ben Lawson has passed through a sea of flowers without a single leaf sticking to him, not realizing that he too once bared his heart for a woman.

The outcome later was that the woman turned out to be quite ungrateful.

She said she loved him until the sea ran dry, but then the two of them went to Zephen and broke up.

Ben Lawson questioned her about the reason.

She confidently replied, "Didn’t I tell you? Love you until the sea runs dry."

Ben Lawson was confused, remembering that the day before they broke up, they indeed went to Zephen’s Sea Runs Dry.

Afterwards, Ben Lawson understood that the feelings between men and women are just like that; whoever falls first loses.

Ben Lawson lectured Silas Sutton over the phone for a full half-hour.

After finishing, he declared boldly to Silas Sutton, "Just do as your buddy Lawson teaches you. If you don’t succeed, you can write Lawson’s Lawson backwards."

After Ben Lawson finished speaking, he originally thought Silas Sutton would be awed by his words.

Unexpectedly, Silas Sutton just said two words, "Idiot."

After speaking, without waiting for Ben Lawson’s response, he directly hung up the phone.

Ben Lawson stared at the dark phone screen and laughed in anger, pressing redial, and Silas Sutton directly rejected the call.

Ben Lawson furiously sent a voice message, "These are all experiences talking."

Silas Sutton also sent a voice message in return, his voice cold, "You should find some time to get your brain checked with a neurologist."

In another car, Stella Grant was in a similar mood.

She reached out, played a soothing song, took a gentle breath, and her fingers on the steering wheel tightened and loosened, loosened and tightened.

Not really angry, she and Silas Sutton weren’t at that level.

It just felt like there was a blockage in her chest, suffocating.

The car arrived at Silas Sutton’s villa, and the two parked one after the other.

Silas Sutton came over to help her with her luggage and caught her wrist as Stella Grant stepped inside, "Let’s talk."

Stella Grant stopped and looked up, "Talk about what?"

Silas Sutton raised his hand to rub his brow. "What happened today was my fault. I promise it won’t happen again."

Stella Grant, "Anything else?"

Silas Sutton was silent for a moment, then he bent down, eyes that were usually deep now downcast, as if feeling wronged but having to compromise, "Stella, this time I really know I was wrong. I’m not you, I haven’t been in a relationship. I’m learning, and maybe I’m not doing well enough. Please give me some time..."

Stella Grant had never seen this side of Silas Sutton, and her breath caught, heartbeat quickening involuntarily.

The next second, Stella Grant blushed and looked away, "You don’t need to tell me all this."

Silas Sutton, having achieved his goal, a hint of a smile flickered in his eyes, quickly concealed, "Hmm, I know, you still... don’t like me."

When he said ’don’t like me,’ Silas Sutton deliberately emphasized it heavily.

Anyone could tell he was speaking ironically.

A few minutes later, they appeared in the villa’s living room.

Aunt Adler greeted Stella Grant warmly, not the kind of forced courtesy, but sincerely pleased that was visible to the eye.

"I heard from Silas you’re moving in, so I prepared a room for you in advance. See if you like it."

Aunt Adler said, leading Stella Grant upstairs.

Stella Grant’s face was still flushed as she thanked her, walking behind Aunt Adler.

Upstairs, Aunt Adler led Stella Grant to the master bedroom door and pushed it open, the layout coming into view.

Stella Grant hadn’t expected Aunt Adler to take her to the master bedroom and was momentarily stunned, awkwardly saying, "Aunt Adler, Silas and I..."

Aunt Adler turned around, immediately understanding her thoughts, and smiled knowingly, "Don’t overthink it, President Sutton moved to the next room."

Stella Grant, "..."

As a guest, you’re supposed to conform to the host; there’s no reason for the host to give up the master bedroom for the guest.

Stella Grant frowned slightly and said, "Aunt Adler, this isn’t appropriate. I’ll just stay in the guest room."

Aunt Adler smiled warmly, "There’s nothing inappropriate about it."

While Aunt Adler was talking with Stella Grant, Silas Sutton came up from behind with large strides.

Silas Sutton gave Aunt Adler a meaningful glance, and Aunt Adler discreetly found an excuse to leave.

Once it was just the two of them left, Silas Sutton, hands in pockets, walked up to Stella Grant with earnestness, "Not many people come here, but I can’t guarantee absolutely none. Stella, let’s be straightforward, your staying here will eventually get out. By then, having you stay in the master bedroom will look much better than staying in the guest room..."