Secret Marriage, High-Profile Pampering!-Chapter 716: Throw Her Back Down the Mountain
Ryan Walyon’s hands felt heavy, and several times he contemplated throwing her back down the mountain.
Ariella Sawyer probably anticipated the potential problems of climbing the mountain. Afraid that Ryan would really throw her down, she kept her hand tightly clutching the front of Ryan’s shirt before falling unconscious.
The grip was so tight that it almost choked Ryan, leaving him breathless.
Ryan’s face had turned somewhat gloomy, all because of Ariella’s antics.
The staff couldn’t understand where his anger was coming from, so they speculated that Ryan was angry because Ariella was injured.
A group of people continued to struggle as they made their way up the mountain.
By the time they arrived on the mountain top, after spending over an hour, night had fallen.
Summer Sutton had been waiting at the site all along, not returning even after finishing work.
"How is she? Is Little Ariella okay?" Seeing Ryan coming up, Summer Sutton rushed over first to check on Ariella’s situation.
Ariella had only suffered frostbite, and once she was warmed up properly and woke up, there would be no other issues.
Ryan had held her for more than an hour, bearing a severe overload on his hands, and had also been walking on the mountain road for such a long time, making his limbs feel almost useless, completely numb.
Ryan had never seen any woman weigh this much.
Is this a celebrity’s figure?
Is this a pig?
Don’t female celebrities usually strictly control their weight, with meals as small as bird food?
This woman must be secretly eating every day, hiding it from her manager, right?
Ryan absolutely didn’t believe Ariella was less than over a hundred pounds.
How would Summer Sutton know Ariella’s weight?
She naturally assumed that Ryan carrying Ariella should be as effortless as Adrian Walyon carrying herself.
In the snowy weather, Ryan’s back and forehead were soaked with sweat, but Summer Sutton didn’t notice, her eyes solely focused on Ariella.
"Little Ariella, wake up! Wake up!" Next to Ryan, Summer Sutton repeatedly called out to Ariella in his arms.
"She’s fine, I’m the one with a problem." Ryan replied to her expressionlessly.
"You have a problem?" Summer Sutton lifted her face, looking at him puzzled, "What problem do you have?"
"If you don’t get her into the car, I’ll fling her down again right now!" Ryan didn’t explain, simply stating coldly.
His words reminded Summer Sutton.
"Right, right, let’s get in the car first!" Leading the way, Summer Sutton directed Ryan towards Ariella’s car.
After Ryan placed her inside, he didn’t show any tenderness, roughly throwing Ariella into the car and stood to the side rubbing his numb arms.
His force was somewhat brute, jolting Ariella from unconsciousness as she was tossed.
She woke up from the pain.
However, upon waking up, she didn’t dare open her eyes to look around.
With the corner of her eye, she glanced in Ryan’s direction, noticing him constantly rubbing his arms, Ariella swiftly closed her eyes, continuing to feign unconsciousness.
Ryan seemed to have quite a bit of resentment towards Ariella.
After rubbing his sore arms and neck for a while, he casually remarked to Summer Sutton, "Your friend needs to lose weight."
Summer Sutton didn’t take his words to heart, earnestly expressing her opinion, "No, I think Little Ariella is just fine like this; she doesn’t look fat and yet isn’t as thin as those typical female stars who are nothing but skin and bones. Little Ariella embodies a kind of healthy beauty."
Healthy my foot!
Ariella is seriously overweight; there are barely any other female celebrities who weigh as much as she does.
"If she doesn’t lose weight, she might lose her endorsements!" Adrian Walyon dropped a line, expressionlessly continuing to rub his arms and neck.
Ariella was startled, her closed eyes suddenly opening wide.
