Sweet like Wine: Love Your Dimples Even More-Chapter 148 - 73: Chasing With a Knife

Summer Fairmont held a meat-cutting knife and took a few steps forward.

Artie Vaughn waved goodbye, but kept moving further away.

The two human legs are destined to never compete with the Barbus 700 G.

Summer Fairmont could ignore Leo Vaughn, but she couldn’t ignore Artie Vaughn.

After a few steps, she turned back, thinking about driving to chase.

Even if she hadn’t figured out how to explain, at least she had to keep him there.

But she found her car was still parked at the old castle.

Realizing this, Summer Fairmont ran back to the kitchen to make a call.

Then, unexpectedly, yet not so unexpectedly, Artie Vaughn’s phone was off.

Artie was too deep into the script he wrote, unable to extricate himself.

In youth, who hasn’t acted in a few scripts that moved themselves?

Even Yara Yates proposed breaking up with Ian Quinn unilaterally to make him go to Veridia University, thinking it was for his future.

Artie’s unilateral blessings were at most approaching the same level.

People with rich emotions often like to live in "idol dramas."

Ordinary days can’t show the qualities of an idol drama protagonist at all.

The roar of the engine, like a sound system gradually turning down the volume, went from loud to soft, from sound to silence.

The Devilish Lolita, unable to control her tears or her overwhelming sense of pride, felt unprecedentedly handsome.

Ah!

What a great best friend Artie is, practically a non-earthling!

Ah!

Artie is truly a magnificent and peerless best friend.

Ah!

For Summer, Artie could even give up the dear and beloved Master Sean Lowell after throwing a small tantrum.

Artie, oh Artie, you are truly super awesome.

Artie delved deeper into the scene.

Leo, watching Artie in the passenger seat, unable to suppress his inner feelings, was left very unkempt, with tears and snot flowing. How heart-wrenching it was.

Aside from feeling heart-wrenching, Leo was unusually restless.

The peat of Islay is indeed something that can make a gentleman go wild.

Leo took a deep breath and stomped on the accelerator.

This bizarre island, leaving quickly is the right choice.

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The Devilish Lolita’s tantrums are something Summer Fairmont has to experience every few days.

The Pouting Siren, who didn’t have her brother to "back her up" before, would never just leave, even if she lost her temper.

Even if she did leave, with Artie’s "specialty" of tripping easily, Summer Fairmont could easily catch up with her.

Now it’s different, her brother is here, so her temper and mobility have upgraded.

After zoning out for three seconds and thinking a little.

Summer Fairmont realized she had done all she could, and so, stopped dwelling on it.

Dwelling on changes that can’t be altered is something many people do, but Summer Fairmont was never "many people."

The situation being as it is, dwelling is pointless, no matter what, Artie can’t really get lost.

Summer Fairmont already knows where Artie’s house is, so why worry about not finding him when she wants to?

"Would you like me to ask Gordon Sterling to give Mr. Vaughn a call?" Sean Lowell, having witnessed the "knife-chasing" drama, hoped to offer any assistance.

"No." Summer Fairmont quickly returned to her usual calm demeanor.

If The Pouting Siren had run away from home on her own, Summer Fairmont would definitely drop everything to chase her.

Artie, who considered himself the best at adapting in the universe, turned out to have no capability to handle things.

Now, with the National Heartthrob accompanying her, whatever happens, it’s impossible that Artie would encounter any accident.

As long as Summer Fairmont doesn’t plan to return to develop her career, her geographically-separated relationship with Artie is almost inevitable.

Now it’s just a few days early at most.

Artie might be angry, but it could help smoothen the "anxiety phase" of separation.

It’s like a breakup; a hated ex is always better than one you can’t forget.

"It’s so early in the morning, aren’t you embarrassed about whether to or not, all of you." Gordo’s voice came before his silhouette.

When Leo said Islay was magical, Sean Lowell didn’t feel it at all.

Thinking back now, Islay indeed has an unspeakable peculiarity.

Gordon Sterling, who usually didn’t get up until the sun was high, unexpectedly came out of his room at this time.

Gordon Sterling, upon seeing Sean Lowell, was delighted: "Our Jilted can freely walk on his own now, today is truly a day to look forward to."

"Remove ’our’ from it." Sean Lowell, at this moment, was like being bitten by a snake once.