Chapter 407: Why Are You Blushing_1

Purple Summers was stunned.

...He let her go just like that?

No interrogation, no entanglement, not even a glance.

This was out of character for Alexander Summers!

Deep in thought, Purple wondered, was this his own way of dialing back before pouncing? Using silence to increase her fear and pressure?

Oh, please, with his temper could he really understand such subtlety?

Purple dismissed the idea.

She sat at her desk and flipped through textbooks then lay on her bed to play with her phone, feeling restless and uneasy.

The feeling was torturous.

Whether alive or dead, at least give me a quick end!

Her heart itched as if being scratched by a cat, so uncomfortable she couldn't bear it, tossing and turning in bed until, amid her knotted thoughts, she fell asleep.

When she woke up again, it was already three in the afternoon, the setting sun casting a hazy golden light over the room's furnishings.