My Aloof Husband, Mr. Drexler, Dotes Me Excessively-Chapter 157: He Wouldn’t Exactly Mind...

Not a single bit, willing to leave for another man.

Thinking of this, the man’s dark eyes grew sharper.

"..." Noah Drexler’s response left Summer Shawcross feeling awkward.

He said he wasn’t blaming her, yet every time she mentioned her bet with Wendy Linden, his face would turn sour. What was that about?

However, seeing him stubbornly refusing to admit, Summer didn’t expose him. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

"It’s getting late, we should head back." She turned her head, glanced at the heavy rain outside the car, and then reminded Noah Drexler.

As her voice fell, Noah Drexler lowered his eyes, his gaze landing on her wet white dress that had become semi-transparent.

"Okay."

Although he had already turned on the heater in the car, she still needed to go back quickly to shower and change.

How come she hadn’t noticed before that Noah Drexler had such a good physique?

Just as her mind wandered inexplicably, the man’s deep voice suddenly sounded in her ear.

"Do you plan to let me carry you back all the way?"

Did she intend to sit in his arms like this and let him drive back with her in his embrace?

He wouldn’t mind if that’s what she wanted...

When Noah Drexler’s voice sounded, Summer Shawcross was startled, only realizing at that moment that the position she was sitting in his lap was a bit strange.

Though it’s not like she hadn’t sat like this before, her mind hadn’t been filled with such thoughts as they were now...

She bit her lip, hurriedly rose from his lap, climbed to the passenger seat, kept her legs together, sat properly, then obediently fastened her seatbelt, pretending to look out of the window nonchalantly.

Seeing her flustered, Noah Drexler couldn’t help but curl his thin lips slightly before retracting his gaze and driving away.

Through the heavy rain, Noah Drexler drove all the way back to The Hillside Villa.

As the car just pulled in, the butler and another servant, holding umbrellas, were waiting at the door.

As soon as the car came to a stop, the butler and the servant came to either side of the car door with umbrellas.

Summer Shawcross unbuckled her seatbelt, then looked down at her bare feet and spoke somewhat embarrassingly.

"Noah Drexler... I lost my shoes."

"When?" Hearing this, Noah Drexler couldn’t help but frown. How old was she that she could even lose the shoes on her feet?

"A second before you told me to shut up." Summer pursed her lips and spoke helplessly.

At that time, she had wanted to tell him that her slippers, which she hurriedly put on as she rushed out, had fallen off when he picked her up, but this man had harshly told her to shut up.

As her voice fell, a barely noticeable hint of embarrassment flashed across Noah Drexler’s handsome face.

He pressed his thin lips together, but said nothing, suddenly pushing open the car door and stepping out of the car.