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“You.” Alexander Summers’ thin lips curled up, revealing a smile.

Purple Summers’ face reddened further, “Nonsense! When did I ever let you serve me?”

Alexander Summers feigned innocence, “Wasn’t it you who called me?”

“That’s because!…” Purple Summers was at a loss for words, biting her lip and lowering her head without saying anything more.

She couldn’t deny that Alexander Summers had helped her a lot. Without him, she, a sixteen-year-old girl, would find it difficult to pick up the pieces. Even if she reluctantly figured out a way to cope, she wouldn’t be able to do it without leaving a trace. Moreover, her physical condition was terrible at the time.

Looking back, she owed a lot to Tiny this time.

Purple Summers thought of the third eye she saw and secretly marveled at the mysterious nature of the supernatural. If she had not adopted the crow, she might have died by now.

… But how could it be such a coincidence that she had such a bird by her side when she needed it?

If she thought about it more, there were actually quite a few coincidences in her life.

Purple Summers’ thoughts went around in circles, thinking back to the day her dead body was found…

She stole a glance at Alexander Summers.

She didn’t dare think about it in the past because Alexander Summers was considered her brother-in-law, and they had no interaction in their daily lives, hardly even speaking a few words. No matter how she looked at it, it shouldn’t have been him.

But now… she knew of Alexander Summers’ other identity.

–Master Xander, as majestic as The Supreme Being.

With wealth, power, and connections, this identity seemed to fit her conjecture about the mysterious person who saved her back then.

Could it… really be him?

It seemed to make sense.

And yet, it didn’t.

Why would Alexander Summers secretly fall in love with his sister-in-law?

Purple Summers was shocked by her own thoughts, her face turning even redder, and she felt incredibly embarrassed.

She lowered her head, her black hair falling on both sides, covering her face. Alexander Summers did not notice her abnormality, calmly sat down beside the bed, squeezed into her warm quilt, and casually hugged her waist.

As Purple Summers was held in his embrace, her heart stirred because of her absurd thoughts.

How could he possibly have feelings for his sister-in-law…

This feeling was not only absurd but also extremely embarrassing. She must have made a mistake; it couldn’t be like this!

With a warm porcelain cup brought to her lips, Alexander Summers fed her milk.

Purple Summers didn’t want him to feed her, so she held the milk cup with both hands, sipping little by little.

The milk was sweet, slightly hot, and her cheeks flushed within the warmth. Her tender lips were moistened, becoming even redder and softer.

Alexander Summers felt, he was also a little thirsty.

But she’s not feeling well now, so he didn’t dare tease her.

Purple Summers only drank two sips before stopping; Alexander Summers took the cup and drank the remaining milk. Afterward, he tucked in the blanket for her and let her lie down to rest.

“You leave; I can’t sleep with you here.” Purple Summers pushed him.

Alexander Summers laughed, “Can’t sleep? Which day haven’t you slept with me lately? Each time, you sleep like a little pig.”

Purple Summers was both angry and embarrassed, gritting her teeth and cursing him, “Shameless! You’re the pig!”

He had the audacity to act so justified while taking advantage of her!

Ever since Purple Summers fell ill, Alexander Summers had been sneaking into her bed every night. Atra Blanc thought her brother was taking care of his sister, so the two exchanged rooms. However, in reality, Alexander Summers had never once slept in Purple Summer’s room.

Alexander Summers patted Purple Summers’ head, cooing, “Yes, I’m shameless, I’m a bastard, I’m the pig. Alright, go to sleep now.”

He could recite the few words she used to scold him by heart.

Purple Summers was helpless against him, whispered a few more curses begrudgingly, and unwillingly lay down, closing her eyes in his arms.

When she was asleep, she looked like a doll, with thick eyelashes and rosy lips. The more Alexander Summers looked, the more he liked it, giving her a light kiss twice.

Purple Summers suddenly opened her eyes, her clear and bright eyes looking at him.

“…What do you think of Suzanne Saunders as a person?” She suddenly asked a question out of the blue.