Mrs. Marsh's Revealed Identities novel (Jennifer and Ivan) novel Chapter 1952

Chapter 1952 - Taking Her Home

"Living in Eastbury, should I set up the navigation for you?" she said, taking out her phone, "It's not too far away."

"I know where it is," Spencer replied.

Because a club buddy lived there, and two nights ago when he was drunk, it was Spencer who drove the kid home. Spencer asked, "Which entrance do you usually use to get closer?"

How many entrances did he know?

It seems like he is very familiar with the place, doesn't really need navigation.

"The third corner," Summer glanced at him, "Although it's more convenient for me, but it's not easy to get in with a car, so just stop here."

"No problem," Spencer had an idea in his mind, so he inquired, "Did you buy a house there?"

"Yes," Summer wasn't guarded, as it wasn't a very private matter.

And Spencer didn't ask any further, he didn't show much interest in getting to know her along the way.

Even though she was so close to him now, Spencer's love for her was so strong, almost uncontrollable.

But true love is about restraint, it makes people cautious, sometimes even like a different person.

To avoid any embarrassment, he played a random song in the car -

"My appearance while waiting is not clear. Using my skin to feel the direction you are heading, you could actually take away the sunlight. I've mindlessly followed excessively."

"Like the wind, you approach until the clouds descend, you roll up thousands of layers of waves. I don't hide even though I rush in…. You're just like the wind, rustling when attacking, then announcing the return of clear skies, as if we never loved each other…"

Spencer felt it was quite fitting, but Summer might not understand.

As Spencer drove, he listened carefully to the lyrics, feeling a slight pain in his heart, wanting to look at her, yet afraid of being noticed.

As the sky grew dark, the bright moon shone in the sky, sprinkled with stars, the temperature gradually rising.

Summer looked at the night view of the city, the sparkling lights were hazy and beautiful, and she couldn't help but think of Angel again.