"As long as you’re happy." Sumr Fairmont quickly compromised, who could bla her for liking how Artie Vaughn looked when he was happy.
In the morning, she had clearly decided to let Artie go back ho with "resentnt" and get used to a life without Sumr Lowell by his side.
Yet, at the mont she realized she could follow Gordon Sterling’s car to win Artie Vaughn back, Sumr Fairmont went without hesitation.
Sumr Fairmont was sincere, as long as Artie Vaughn was happy, she didn’t want to see him sad or upset, especially because of a misunderstanding regarding her and Sean Lowell’s relationship.
The feelings Sumr Fairmont had for Artie Vaughn were difficult to describe with just one or two conventional words.
Her actions today were so much like a mother dealing with her own child who throws a tantrum and refuses to eat.
She said with her mouth, "If you don’t want to eat, then don’t. Go hungry for a few als and you’ll behave naturally."
But her hands were very honest, as she brought dishes the child liked to the room.
These past two days, Sumr Fairmont could only hold a few people’s hearts, feeling a bit overwheld.
"Ah Sumr... Sumr... You scared Artie to death~ Ah save... save ~" Artie Vaughn wailed like a ghost.
Sean Lowell rushed out from the guest room as quickly as he could in his still-recovering state.
But he saw Artie Vaughn standing perfectly fine in the kitchen, while Sumr Fairmont was calmly dealing with lobsters.
Aside from Sean Lowell himself, no one on the scene was genuinely nervous, making the atmosphere slightly awkward: "Winters Ambassador, what happened to you?"
Since he was already there, Sean Lowell had to ask anyway.
"Oh hey, Master Sean Lowell, you’re worried about Artie again, aren’t you? You’re just in ti! Artie is telling you, an earth-shattering, heaven-and-ghost-moving major event just occurred! Sumr actually said to Artie, ’As long as you’re happy,’ isn’t that terrifying!"
The Winters Ambassador spoke with as much exaggeration as possible.
"What’s so scary?" Sean Lowell was puzzled.
"Sumr didn’t say ’happy,’ nor did she say ’you’re happy,’ but said ’as long as you’re happy.’ It’s not two words or three words, it’s a whole five-word phrase! Do you know what this ans?"
"What?" Sean Lowell accepted and followed the flow.
"It ans our Sumr can speak now, ah Sumr, you’ve finally grown up!" Artie Vaughn hung onto Sumr Fairmont from behind, not caring that Sumr Fairmont still held a knife in her hand.
In front of him, the scene left Sean Lowell unsure of how to react.
A voice suddenly arose in Sean Lowell’s heart, if only he could be so carefree, hugging whenever and wherever he wished.
Then, Sean Lowell was confused; the sight of the two girls hugging in front of him looked bizarre no matter how he viewed it.
"Wouldn’t you two hugging like that be a bit unsafe?" After a while, Sean Lowell finally thought of a sentence.
"How could it be? Artie isn’t Master Sean Lowell, who gets casually flipped over the shoulder by Sumr. Artie’s martial arts are no less than Sumr’s." Artie said before starting her demonstration.
Originally, Artie was just hanging onto Sumr Fairmont, with her feet still on the ground.
As soon as the performance ti began, Artie imdiately curled her feet up, turning into a state of being carried by Sumr Fairmont.
"See, in a blink, Artie managed to subdue Sumr. Isn’t Artie’s martial arts more formidable?" Artie was extrely proud, "Master Sean Lowell, if you like being flipped over the shoulder, when you’re healed, Artie can knock you down once a day, with no repeated moves~"
The Pouting Siren had a very unique understanding of the words "fair competition."
"Don’t like it." Sean Lowell was amazed at Artie’s train of thought. He was a bit Sumr Lowell-ish right now, mostly speaking in two or three-word phrases.
"How’s that possible, Master Sean Lowell clearly only started liking Sumr after being flipped by her, Artie had both eyes watching intently."
The Devilish Lolita also had an equally unique understanding of the word "like."
The Dump Alliance’s nurous fans analyzed that The Jilted had a "masochistic tendency" once he started college.
For such an interpretation, Artie Vaughn originally scoffed.
Until Sean Lowell just now answered without hesitation, that if he could only choose one he liked between Artie and Sumr, he would choose Sumr.
Artie Vaughn questioned herself, apart from not having had the heart to attempt flipping Sean Lowell over the shoulder right away, in every other way, she definitely wasn’t losing to Sumr.
It must be this!
Such a smart Artie, how could she not find where the gap between her and Sumr is?
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