Asleep? Summer Shawcross showed a surprised expression on her face. She somewhat admired him; could he really fall asleep in such a short time?
She sighed silently but didn't make a sound to wake him. Instead, she suddenly quieted down and stared at his sleeping face for a moment.
Noah Drexler's eyes were usually so cold and sharp that it was almost impossible to see any hint of fatigue on his face while he was awake.
But now that his eyes were closed, she could see a trace of exhaustion on his face.
He must be really tired these days. So tired that even falling onto the floor, he could close his eyes and fall asleep.
Thinking this, her heart couldn't help but ache for him.
So she didn't say another word, just obediently rested her head back on his chest, feeling his heartbeat and his breathing.
And her determination to detoxify herself was becoming stronger and stronger.
This time, no matter what, she simply had to succeed.
...
Two months later.
