My Aloof Husband, Mr. Drexler, Dotes Me Excessively-Chapter 324: His Woman Says Not to Waste

The tall figure of the man stepped out.

With a cold expression, he was adjusting his cuffs and collar, striding out.

When he saw the woman who suddenly appeared at the door, the expression on his handsome face froze.

He stopped, his gaze falling on Summer Shawcross, then after a few seconds, glanced at the driver and Flynn Hughes beside her, frowning.

Seeing him come out, Summer smiled and quickly asked him.

"Noah Drexler, where are you going?"

He had just left and looked like he was in a hurry to go somewhere.

Being asked like this, Noah instinctively lifted his wrist, glanced at the time on his watch, and his handsome face showed a change in expression.

It was about to get dark...

"Getting off work." He lowered his wrist, moved his lips, and replied.

Hearing what he said, Summer was astonished, looking at him in surprise.

"Off work? But didn’t the butler say you were working late today?"

Not long ago, the butler had told her that he would be back very late tonight, so she shouldn’t wait for him.

Noah stared at the expression on her face for a couple of seconds, then explained to her softly,

"Everything’s been resolved."

"But just now..." Summer was puzzled and wanted to ask him about things earlier.

However, before she could finish, the man’s somewhat impatient voice interrupted her.

"Nagging."

At his words, Summer showed a somewhat innocent expression on her face.

She had just asked two or three questions, how was that nagging?

After a moment, she pursed her lips and glanced at what the driver was holding.

"But I brought dinner..."

"It’s not needed." Noah pressed his thin lips, said indifferent.

"But throwing it away is too wasteful; it was just cooked," Summer said a bit regretfully. The butler had specially instructed the chef at home to make two extra dishes knowing she was coming, and it would be too wasteful to throw it all away. 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞

Just as she was thinking of simply taking all the food back home to eat, Noah, seeing her regretful expression, couldn’t help but frown again.

Waste?

This woman really was troublesome.

The next second, his eyes suddenly narrowed, his gaze falling on Flynn Hughes beside him.

Under the sharp gaze, Flynn couldn’t help coughing, clearly feeling something off...

"Finish it before getting off work, no waste allowed," Noah suddenly commanded, looking at Flynn, his deep voice carrying a hint of danger...

His woman said not to waste.

And those sharp eyes were currently fixed on Flynn.

Flynn was very surprised, suddenly remembering the last time at the company entrance when he was suddenly handed a couple of meal boxes, almost bringing disaster upon him... yet he couldn’t help but wonder.

"Uh... Noah Drexler, isn’t this inappropriate? We can just take it back and eat," Summer couldn’t help saying after hearing Noah’s words.

After all, they were going back for dinner anyway.

Listening to her persuasion, Noah just frowned. He never said they were going back for dinner tonight.

"Mr. Hughes, I trouble you then," at this moment, the driver suddenly politely handed the boxes he was holding to Flynn Hughes.

Flynn was stunned for a moment, then reached out and took everything.