Sweet like Wine: Love Your Dimples Even More-Chapter 147 - 72: A Script That Moves Myself (Part 3)
When was the last time I lost control and just expressed my real thoughts directly?
Leo needed to find a place to calm down.
After taking just a couple of steps, Leo ran into Sean, who had left earlier.
Sean, already injured, moved slowly and heard Summer Fairmont respond to Leo with, "It matters."
Those simple three words made Sean feel rooted to the spot.
Sean wasn’t sure what Summer meant by saying "it matters."
Sean was still trying to figure it out when Leo started to criticize him.
Though Leo, ever the gentleman, even in criticism found it difficult to express harshness in his tone.
Nevertheless, the reproach in Leo’s words was more than evident.
When Leo saw Sean at that moment, he felt a bit awkward.
When Sean saw Leo at that moment, he felt rather angry.
Even the most patient brother can’t stand someone saying his sister has ulterior motives.
Especially when Sean desperately craved his sister’s approval and hadn’t received it yet.
Does only Artie have a brother?
Is only Artie to be treated like a princess?
Leo accused Summer Lowell of approaching Artie for the sake of meeting the people around her.
If that person was meant to be Leo himself, there wasn’t much to say.
But to say Summer Lowell approached Artie just to meet her biological brother Sean?
Sean, the biological brother, was the first to disagree.
Having just felt like he was representing the moon and righteousness, Leo now felt guilty under Sean’s silent gaze.
"Master Sean Lowell, how is your recovery? Do you need a hand?" Leo quickly reverted to his Nation’s Gentleman persona.
"No need. Whoever I have or don’t have a connection with is not Mr. Vaughn’s concern." Sean didn’t mind suffering himself.
But he couldn’t stand anyone saying anything negative about his sister.
This didn’t change whether or not Summer Fairmont knew her true identity as Summer Lowell.
Sean’s words, from expression to tone to content, were extremely unusual.
This was not like Master Sean Lowell at all.
After being stunned speechless, the Nation’s Gentleman resolved the awkwardness with his usual smile: "Artie’s vacation house seems to have a problem; the better-tempered a person is, the more uncontrollable their temper becomes."
Although he didn’t quite understand why Sean suddenly lashed out, over the past five years, Leo had become accustomed to using a smile to diffuse awkward situations.
The original disbelief that Sean and Summer Fairmont could have developed "a secret relationship" in such a short time suddenly turned into belief in Artie’s judgment for Leo.
Leo knew Artie had confessed to Sean twice, and Sean hadn’t responded.
He had even comforted Artie, saying that to win over the aloof Master Sean Lowell, it would take a hundred efforts at least, no different for anyone.
Now it seemed that really wasn’t the case.
Since Sean had never accepted Artie’s confessions, Leo truly saw no way he could impose a moral shackle on Sean and Summer Fairmont.
Love tends to ignore notions like who comes first.
If every woman’s confession had to be accepted, then Mr. Vaughn, the National Heartthrob, would have had tens of thousands of former and current partners by now.
Sean’s reaction made Leo realize the mistake he just made was even more severe than he had realized.
What gave him the right to lose his temper with Summer Fairmont?
More importantly, since turning eighteen, he had always been able to keep his temper in check, yet somehow he couldn’t hold it back in front of Summer Fairmont; his temper became the kind that just had to be vented. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚
In Leo’s heart, the vacation house really seemed a bit strange; why did the originally stable partners, the dear sister, the good temper, all become as wild and unrestrained as Islay’s peat once here?
Leo realized something was off but couldn’t pinpoint exactly what the problem was.
Summer Fairmont felt she needed at least two more days to digest the shock brought by Hieronymus’s will.
After two days, she would find a chance to have a good talk with Artie.
But Artie didn’t give Summer Fairmont that chance.
No more than fifteen minutes later, Summer heard the roar of an engine.
By the time Summer reached the yard, Artie’s Porsche was already loaded with luggage.
Artie still wore sunglasses, and seeing Summer come out in the rearview mirror, she stretched her hand out the car window.
With her face hidden from Summer, Artie loudly dramatized a script that particularly moved herself: "Artie is leaving, Summer, you must be happy!"
And so, the Vaughn Siblings resolutely departed from Islay.
As if it was Summer Fairmont’s vacation house and not Artie’s.
As if staying a second longer was unbearable.
