Chapter 2155: You Don'T Want To Get Married Anymore?
Chapter 2155: You Don't Want to Get Married Anymore?
Rupert Brightwood stood in front of her, his gaze fixed on her face, observing her changing emotions. He had a vague premonition that the man just now had nothing to do with Agnes. Summer lowered her eyes but could still feel his gaze. After such a long time apart, she didn't feel any longing.
Rupert Brightwood probably didn't have much affection for her either, but he had to get married. It was his only way out; only by getting married could he receive a sum of money.
"Summer," Rupert Brightwood stepped forward and held the girl's arm, asking with concern, "What's wrong? Are you unhappy?"
"Why didn't you tell me you were coming back?" She looked up, her tone calm. "I wasn't prepared at all, yet you arranged to meet Agnes. Can you explain that to me?"
She was indeed very perceptive. Sometimes Rupert Brightwood was really afraid of her, afraid she would notice the things he deliberately hid. With Summer's integrity, she might even send him to jail. Meeting Agnes was definitely to inquire about something; Rupert Brightwood knew this very well.
"If you have any questions, you can ask me directly," Summer said with a smile as she looked at him. "I will answer truthfully."Property of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.
"No, you misunderstood," the man explained with a smile. "I didn't ask her anything; we just ran into each other and had a meal together. If you don't believe me, you can ask her."
Summer wouldn't be bored enough to delve into this matter.
"That man just now, he's your partner, right?" Rupert Brightwood tried to change the topic. He looked somewhat sad. "I saw the news. I found Agnes just to ask some questions for my peace of mind. I'm sorry, love you very much; please believe that."
Summer met his gaze but couldn't see the sincerity in his eyes that she saw in Spencer's.
"Summer, let's get married," Rupert Brightwood said as he pulled her into his arms and held her tightly. "I'm not leaving this time; I plan to stay by your side."
Summer's peripheral vision fell on the bag on the coffee table containing information about the house. It was Mr. and Mrs. Brightwood's hard work and their hope.
"Rupert, your mom said we should buy the house first," Summer said softly, bringing up a topic that displeased him.
The man immediately released her
and frowned, asking, "How did you respond? Do you also think we should buy the house first? We don't have much money; do we have to drain our parents' savings?
Why did he speak so harshly? And he was so emotional.
Summer sat down on the sofa.
Rupert Brightwood accidentally saw the paper bag on the coffee table and was filled with shock! He then became very displeased!
He glanced at the bag and then at the calm girl sitting on the sofa. "Summer, what do you mean by this?"
The man's tone was heavy. The girl's eyelashes trembled lightly as she looked up and their gazes met again.
"I told you already, no buying a house! No buying a house!"
Rupert Brightwood was anxious; after all, it required such a large sum of money!
Summer remained silent; her heart was as calm as still water. At this moment, he seemed like a clown in front of her.
"This money can be used to stabilize my career first. Later we can earn more and buy a big house directly; you could even live in a villa!" Rupert Brightwood said emotionally.
"I don't want to buy a house; I don't even want to get married," Summer calmly met his gaze and expressed her thoughts. "It's your parents whe keep looking at houses and dragging me to sign contracts forcefully. I've been exhausted from refusing them repeatedly and have been waiting for you to come back."
"What did you just say?" Out of everything she said, Rupert Brightwood only caught one key point: "You said you don't want to get married anymore?" He was astonished as if struck by lightning.