Chapter 1211
After it was over, Purple Summers felt every bone in her body relax, and she had no strength left to move.
Alexander Summers leaned in playfully, opening his laptop and placing it in front of her, "Shall we continue watching?"
Purple Summers wanted to tell him to "get lost," but her throat was hoarse and weak, she didn’t want to speak, and simply glared at him.
"Want me to read it to you?" Alexander, satisfied, was full of energy, his smile especially gentle.
Purple Summers closed her eyes, not wanting to look at that annoying face.
Alexander didn’t really start reading.
After a while, Purple Summers groggily felt someone wiping her down. She opened her eyes, thought for a moment, and asked Alexander, "How did you meet Maeve?"
They had agreed to be honest as husband and wife, right?
They had agreed to trust each other, right?