My Aloof Husband, Mr. Drexler, Dotes Me Excessively-Chapter 242: She Thinks He’s Not Gentle Enough?

"You’re awake!"

Summer Shawcross’s small face was rosy, her smile turning her bright eyes into crescent moons, which looked very charming...

Looking at her at this moment, Noah Drexler’s already furrowed brows tightened even more.

"Did you drink?" He asked in a low voice, face slightly displeased, as he walked over to her.

She really had some skills; he hadn’t watched over her for a few hours, and she managed to get herself drunk?

"I was a bit bored alone, so I took a couple of sips." Summer Shawcross pouted, picked up the wine bottle at her feet, and handed it to Noah Drexler to see.

In the afternoon, Noah Drexler had lost control again, and she had kept him company for a long while before he finally fell asleep.

But she felt a bit bored being alone in the villa, and seeing that there were many bottles in the wine cabinet, she opened one and took a couple of sips.

Noah Drexler’s gaze landed on the wine bottle, and his eyes flickered.

If she knew this bottle of wine was a vintage he had hidden for several years, worth hundreds of thousands, would she still drink so happily?

The next second, he raised his hand and confiscated the wine glass and bottle from her, then sternly said in a low voice.

"No more drinking."

She was already drunk!

Seeing his stern look, Summer Shawcross paused for a moment, then obediently pulled her hand back, shrugged her shoulders, and said somewhat unhappily.

"Fine, I won’t drink. Why are you so fierce..." she pouted, complaining like a child.

Hearing her disgruntled voice, Noah Drexler hesitated as his hand tightened on the wine glass.

Was he really that fierce?

Thinking about her words just now, there was a hint of awkwardness on his face.

However, at that moment, Summer Shawcross’s complaining voice resounded again.

"Not gentle at all!"

"..." His expression darkened once more.

She complained he wasn’t gentle enough?

But the word ’gentle’ was quite unfamiliar to him.

Even knowing her words were somewhat influenced by the alcohol, he couldn’t help but care. Once she had a drink, her courage grew, even daring to reproach him to his face?

After a moment, he moved his Adam’s apple slightly, his voice unconsciously softening.

"Where did everyone else go?"

"It’s a holiday today, so I let them all go home to be with their families." Summer Shawcross looked up at the starry sky, then answered.

Hearing her say this, Noah Drexler pressed his thin lips together but didn’t say anything more.

So many days had passed, and now he was able to control his inner state, so... he was no longer worried about hurting her.

"Noah Drexler, have you noticed, this is the first time we’re both alone like this..."

No matter where they went, Sean Morgan and those bodyguards would always follow.

But this time, in this forest, it was just the two of them.

At this moment, she suddenly felt this rare alone time was very beautiful.

Beautiful to the point that she was reluctant to break this serenity...

She could drink little sips without worry, watch the stars, rest in his arms when tired, without messy worries, she needn’t be constantly wary of Dustin Hughes and Melanie Trueman, nor did he need to be troubled by the cold-hearted Drexler Family.

Thinking about this, she suddenly felt reluctant to leave here.

She suddenly had a thought in her mind, if they could always stay here quietly like this, it seemed quite nice.