My Aloof Husband, Mr. Drexler, Dotes Me Excessively-Chapter 97: Why Can’t She Be Touched?

"Was the power outage at the bar just now... your doing?" She suddenly realized something and looked at him in horror.

Facing her terrified expression, Noah Drexler frowned but didn’t deny it.

"Shameless!" Summer Shawcross gritted her teeth and cursed angrily.

He deliberately tripped the circuit breaker, then ran to scare her, forcefully kissed her, and finally dragged her out.

He actually did such shameless things!

In her past life, how did she not realize this man could be so shameless?

Shameless?

Listening to her curses, Noah Drexler’s brows furrowed even tighter.

Today, he’s already heard her use several words to insult him.

Several times tonight, she made him so angry he wanted to kill someone. Not kissing her in front of the Lockwood Family was already the most gentlemanly thing he could do for her!

And yet, she still called him shameless?

"Boss, madam, we’re here." At this moment, the car suddenly slowed to a stop, and the driver’s voice came from the front seat.

Seeing they had returned to The Hillside Villa, Summer Shawcross pushed the car door open and got out.

Watching her angrily walk towards the villa, Noah Drexler squinted his eyes, then raised his hand to glance at the time on his watch.

The next second, he suddenly picked up his phone and dialed Flynn Hughes’s number.

"If you don’t show up within an hour, bear the consequences!" He coldly threatened over the phone, and once he finished speaking, hung up, opened the car door, and strode into the villa.

...

Inside the detention center.

A man in a silver-grey suit sat quietly in the room, waiting.

Before long, a woman with disheveled hair and faded makeup was brought in.

In just a few days, the once-famous singer was now unrecognizable, even in the busy streets.

When she saw the man sitting on the chair, her face lit up with a happy smile, and she hurried over, reaching out to grab the man’s arm.

"Dustin, you’ve finally come, you’re here to get me out of this hellhole..."

...

—Slap!

...

The sound of a slap suddenly echoed!

Melanie Trueman covered her freshly slapped face with her hand, looking incredulously at the man before her, who suddenly felt unfamiliar.

The tenderness in his face was gone, replaced only by coldness and anger.

"Who told you to do this?" Dustin Hughes turned his head to glare at Melanie Trueman and angrily questioned.

"Dustin, I don’t understand what you’re saying..." Melanie Trueman was taken aback, then instinctively shook her head.

"Don’t understand? You think I don’t know the tricks you’ve been pulling in the shadows?" Dustin Hughes coldly laughed.

That night, when he found out what Melanie did on the red carpet, he originally intended to stop her actions, but he didn’t expect... the events would take an earth-shattering turn!

Dustin Hughes’s words made Melanie Trueman’s face pale. A few seconds later, she forced a smile, trying to reach out for Dustin Hughes’s arm again.

"Dustin, you’ve got it all wrong, I was helping you get revenge!"

"Helping me get revenge? Don’t think I don’t know your true intentions. I warned you, you cannot touch her yet!" Dustin Hughes shook off her hand.

Upon hearing this, Melanie Trueman laughed, revealing a jealous expression and forcing him to answer.

"Why can’t we touch her? You’ve targeted the whole Shawcross Family, why can’t it be just her?"

"I have my reasons," Dustin Hughes averted his eyes, his voice full of conviction.

"Your reasons? Don’t tell me, you care for her now?" Melanie Trueman asked unwillingly.