Hasn't he just gotten back? Why is he leaving again?
"Yes." Noah Drexler pursed his thin lips and answered calmly.
Summer Shawcross was silent.
Earlier, when she was coming downstairs, she saw the bloodied bandages he had changed out of in the trash can next to the bedroom sofa.
He had gone to Lyra once, and came back injured. Who knows what will happen if he goes on a business trip again this time...
Thinking of this made her heart suddenly tense, her slightly flushed face was now full of worry and reluctance, looking at him expectantly.
Summer's expression at this moment caused Noah's face to change slightly.
Though she hadn't said anything, the way those clear, innocent eyes stared unblinkingly at him made his heart uncontrollably soften.
The next second, he moved his thin lips again and added another sentence.
"I just need to handle a small matter and will be back in two days."
