My Aloof Husband, Mr. Drexler, Dotes Me Excessively-Chapter 213: You Won’t Hurt Me

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——Knock knock!

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Just then, the sound of two gentle knocks suddenly rang out.

"Madam, the porridge is ready," came Sean Morgan’s voice from outside the door.

"Just leave it at the door," Summer Shawcross turned her head, glanced at the man holding her from behind, and then continued speaking.

"Okay," Sean Morgan replied, then gently pushed open the bedroom door, placing the tray with porridge inside, and softly closed the door, leaving just a sliver of light to shine in from outside...

Summer paused for a moment, then reached out to try to move the hand resting on her waist.

But when her hand touched his, she clearly felt some... uneven scars.

She was momentarily stunned and then remembered when he grabbed her wrist earlier, she felt that his palm was somewhat damp... Now it seemed that both the palm and the back of his hand were injured?

Just as Summer felt a pang in her heart, the man behind her suddenly released his hand from around her waist.

Although she was concerned, she said nothing, and slowly began to walk towards the door.

She stopped at the door, picked up the porridge from the tray, and then, with the help of the dim light in the room, leisurely walked over towards Noah Drexler.

In the faint light, she saw Noah Drexler sitting on the carpet, leaning against the sofa, his breathing still somewhat heavy. 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

"Noah, have some porridge," Summer sat down beside him, holding the porridge, and said softly.

"I don’t need it, just leave," Noah Drexler responded with a hoarse voice, moving his throat slightly.

She didn’t realize how frightening he could become now. If she truly saw him completely lose control, she might despise him even more than before!

Seeing that he was still trying to send her away, Summer felt a bit helpless, but remained calm.

"I’ll feed you," she pretended not to hear him, taking the spoon, blowing on it, and then bringing it to his lips.

"It’s a bit hot, but I’ve blown on it, you should be able to eat it, try it," she said gently.

"I don’t need it," Noah Drexler said coldly, refusing to open his mouth to drink the porridge.

Summer paused for a moment. In the pitch-black gloom, she could only make out the contour of his face, but she could imagine the deeply disdainful expression he probably wore.

She sighed helplessly and continued speaking.

"Stop being picky, you haven’t eaten anything in days, have some porridge to settle your stomach."

Yet the man still showed no intention of drinking the porridge.

"If you don’t leave, you’ll regret it," Noah Drexler took a deep breath and said, suppressing his emotions.

As soon as his words fell, Summer’s unwavering voice rang out.

"I won’t!"

"..." In the darkness, the man’s gaze showed a hint of surprise.

"Noah, you won’t hurt me," Summer looked at him with a serious face, speaking with utter conviction.

Noah Drexler fell silent, and the bedroom became extremely quiet.

Having been locked in dark places for months, Noah could see her serious and determined expression on her small face clearly... His gaze was firmly fixed on her face.

Inside, he was once again deeply moved.

Because even he couldn’t be sure he wouldn’t hurt her...

But she was unwavering in saying he wouldn’t harm her...