Surprised Wife With Twins

Chapter 2105: Could This Really Happen?

In Summer's apartment living room, the two of them chatted about the script as time slipped away. Before they knew it, it was dinner time, and the sky had darkened considerably with the setting sun. Summer closed the script and stood up. "Shall we call it a day?"

"Yeah, sure." He also closed his script and leaned back into the sofa, showing no intention of leaving.

At that moment, they both clearly heard Spencer's stomach growl.

The girl turned her gaze, and their eyes met. He still didn't seem inclined to leave. It was almost dinner time, an awkward moment indeed.

"I'm not planning on making dinner," Summer said directly, her meaning clear.

Spencer was taken aback. He had planned to help out while she made dinner and then join her for a meal. It seemed his plan had fallen through.

He chuckled softly without showing any disappointment. "I wasn't planning on mooching a meal here."

Then why aren't you leaving? But she didn't ask. Their eyes remained locked for a few seconds, and the atmosphere grew increasingly awkward.

Summer thought for a moment and said, "I'm heading out. I have dinner plans with Agnes. If I don't leave now, I'll be late."

felt quite reluctant inside. Summer grabbed her bag and left with Spencer following her out the door. She entered the elevator while Spencer went back to his own

called Agnes. The call connected quickly. "Bubu, want to grab dinner

have to work overtime. Why didn't you tell me earlier?" Agnes replied. "I have a meeting tonight and might get

regained her composure. "Alright then, you

"Okay, talk later!"

"Sure."

her sister, Summer glanced at the closed elevator doors. She couldn't very well go back now. What would she say if she ran

in his apartment, Spencer opened the fridge and saw some ingredients but didn't feel like cooking. Thinking about Rupert Brightwood dampened his mood

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his car, he noticed how

and how

felt. He decided to

find a restaurant along the way, turning it

evening stroll.

he stopped at an

restaurant called Little

he saw elegant greenery-covered walls not far