My Aloof Husband, Mr. Drexler, Dotes Me Excessively-Chapter 288: Actually Expecting Something from Him...
"I’ll come back before next Friday."
He lowered his eyes and gazed at her for two seconds before his lips moved and he spoke slowly.
His deep voice was filled with a tone of certainty.
After hearing his words, Summer Shawcross was momentarily stunned.
He said he would rush back before next Friday... Is it to celebrate her birthday?
Thinking of this, an expression of surprise appeared on her face, and she couldn’t help but ask him.
"Next Friday..."
But she hadn’t finished speaking when his voice interrupted her.
"I have an important signing ceremony next Friday," the man’s voice was deep and calm.
The smile on Summer Shawcross’s face froze.
He’s rushing back before next Friday just for work?
She must have lost her mind to have had any expectations of him just now...
This man, who has no romantic cell in his body, doesn’t even know her birthday, how could he possibly rush back just for her birthday.
Thinking this way, she suddenly felt a bit depressed, her fair face showing a hint of disappointment.
"Oh..." She pursed her lips and responded in a low voice of disappointment, not bothering to say anything further and instead turned to head into the villa.
Noah Drexler stood in place, watching her figure leave in disappointment, and couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow.
At this moment, Sean Morgan came over and couldn’t help but ask in confusion.
"Boss, weren’t you specifically..."
Before he could finish, Noah Drexler’s cold gaze swept over him.
Sean Morgan understood and immediately closed his mouth...
...
When Summer Shawcross returned to the second floor, the housekeeper and maids were picking shirts and other clothes from the wardrobe to prepare to pack them into the wardrobe.
"Madam," they called out when they saw her come in.
Summer Shawcross walked into the wardrobe, nodded lightly at them, and then glanced at the clothes in their hands.
Whether suits or shirts, the styles were consistent, perfectly suiting Noah Drexler’s mature and rigid taste.
She sighed helplessly, thinking he didn’t find wearing almost identical clothes boring at all.
Seeing this, she couldn’t help but turn her head to look at the housekeeper and suddenly said.
"I’ll pack for him, you all go downstairs and rest."
After Summer’s words fell, a surprised expression appeared on the housekeeper’s face, followed by a look of joy.
"Alright, then I’ll leave it to you, Madam."
With that, the housekeeper handed the clothes in her hands to Summer Shawcross.
"Okay." She nodded lightly, and the housekeeper and maids then turned and left. As soon as they left, the first thing Summer Shawcross did was stuff all the clothes back into the wardrobe before she started to pick through the wardrobe...
Even though Noah Drexler’s wardrobe was rather monotonous, there were still a few items with relatively unique designs.
Summer Shawcross finally picked two shirts with light blue edges and a few suits with stronger design elements.
Just as she was about to fold the clothes and pack them, she accidentally turned to the very back of the wardrobe and found a white men’s shirt hanging there quietly.
The shirt’s style wasn’t special compared to other white shirts, but its treatment was different from other shirts. It was treasured in the very back of the closet.
Seeing this, she couldn’t help but be stunned for a moment, reaching out with some surprise to take the shirt out, only to find that this shirt looked very familiar...
