Secret Marriage, High-Profile Pampering!-Chapter 876: The Unyielding Kiss

Maybe he’s just claiming his surname is Watt, and hasn’t had the chance to change his documents yet?

If the name she saw was Adrian Walyon, the 1% uncertainty about his identity she had would finally be confirmed.

She felt a bit nervous, her hands sweating as she held the passport.

Taking advantage of the man’s inattention, she quickly flipped open the passport, but the surname she saw was Watt.

First name Bennet, with both characters in pinyin.

Watt Bennet...

Summer Sutton felt a bit disappointed, realizing that the only way to be 100% sure of his identity was to see the face beneath his mask.

Carefully placing the passport back in the drawer, Summer wiped the desk as she pondered how to achieve this.

After tidying up the living room, she deliberately and nonchalantly walked past the man named Watt Bennet, turning her head to take a look at him, when she suddenly intentionally tripped over his leg.

"Ouch!" Summer’s body lost balance after that, falling into his arms.

She had learned from last time, and this time, instead of falling on his legs, she aimed for his chest.

The man sat on the sofa, and as Summer’s body pressed down, he lost balance, leaning back, and both of them fell heavily onto the sofa together.

With a thud, a muffled sound echoed in the living room.

"Ah, it hurts!" Summer exclaimed softly, deliberately rubbing her elbow.

The man beneath her just stared at her fixedly, his dark eyes clear, seemingly able to see through everything.

Summer pretended not to notice, still rubbing her elbow.

When they fell onto the sofa, her elbow hadn’t really hit anything.

The only hard thing was probably the man’s chest beneath her.

How painful could it be to hit a chest?

Yet she acted as if it hurt a lot, just lying on top of the man without any intention of getting up.

It was early spring, and neither of them wore much. Summer had left for the company that morning directly from here, not having time to change, still in the thin long dress from the day before.

The man beneath her was also dressed lightly, and as she lay on him, Summer could clearly feel every contour of his body.

And, a certain area where the temperature was excessively different...

Summer had been quite thick-skinned these past two days, but lying on top of him for a while, she suddenly felt awkward, her cheeks unconsciously turning red.

She felt a bit uneasy, yet still showed no signs of getting up.

Her gaze shifted to the man beneath her, staring fixedly as she gradually leaned closer to him.

Summer’s actions suggested she was going to kiss him.

Her eyes unblinkingly on him, she was observing his reaction.

Watt Bennet merely looked back at her indifferently, his eyes devoid of any warmth, not even a flicker.

His expression was overly calm, so calm it seemed as if he wasn’t facing a woman right now, and what they were doing couldn’t even stir a trace of interest in him.

The initial reason Summer had thrown herself onto him was simply to unveil the mask.

But, as they locked eyes, seeing his excessively calm face, she suddenly felt a bit deflated.

As Summer’s face continued to lean downwards, she suddenly changed her mind.

Wrapping her arms around his neck, her lips pressed directly against his...

She kissed him decisively and firmly, even with a tenacity of not admitting defeat.

To kiss with such stubbornness, it seemed like she was the only one who could do that.

Watt Bennet still just calmly looked at her without responding or pushing her away, not even the slightest flicker in his eyes.