As evening approached, Summer Lowell, unwilling to embarrass herself by rejecting Justin Huxley, jumped into the pool for a couple of laps, then got dressed, grabbed her luggage from the room, and waited for Justin, who was chatting with Tina Huxley nearby, to return.
She wasn't interested in staying any longer; all she wanted was to leave this hot spring hotel as soon as possible.
Just as she was getting impatient, Justin finally came back: "Are you really not willing to stay here tonight?"
"No, it's fine, senior," Summer shook her head, "I've already called a car; it should be at the entrance soon."
"Why did you call a car yourself?" Justin frowned disapprovingly, "If you really don't want to stay here longer, wouldn't it be easier if I drove you back instead of you calling a car?"
Not wanting to trouble him any further, Summer smiled lightly: "The main thing is Vivian Sullivan forgot her key today; I need to get home quickly to give it to her."
