Perhaps it was because Summer's attitude softened, Trevin was much calmer.
He squatted in front of Summer to accommodate to her inconvenience. He said seriously, "I like Rosie too. If possible, I will think of a way to bring her to us."
It was as if he had decided that he must be with Summer.
Summer closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Hearing this, Trevin's expression froze.
He slowly stood up. His gaze was still on Summer, but he said to the others, "You guys get out."
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone else in the room left the room.
When only Trevin and Summer were in the room, Trevin loosened his tie and walked to the sofa beside him and sat down.
He crossed his legs and said coldly, "It doesn't matter to me whether you like me or not."
Summer turned to look at him.
Trevin looked back at her. "My father always hides his emotions. I didn't know what he was doing since I was young, and I couldn't guess it. He even faked his death. The people around him are mostly hypocritical. But you're different. You're straightforward. You will speak out your true feelings and it's good to live with such a person like you."
Summer could tell the determination in his words.
Before this, she had always felt that Trevin was just messing around, trying to get involved in something dirty.
At this moment, she finally realized that
Trevin was serious.
He said he wanted to live with her. He didn't care whether she loved him or not.
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