When was a few days ago?
Was it the few days since she arrived here?
For what reason did Old Master suddenly have such uniquely named flowers arranged in the garden?
Summer Sutton was smart; actually, thinking about it a little, it wasn't hard to guess Old Master Ink's intention.
Was he planning to have them hold their wedding directly on this island?
Manuel Ink was still admiring the flowers around him, picked a thornless flower, and placed it behind Summer Sutton's ear. He gently tidied her hair.
Manuel Ink's actions were incredibly gentle; neither the stars in the sky nor the sun and moon on earth could match the affection reflected in his eyes.
Summer Sutton's heart was racing fast, having realized the Old Master's intention, her mind was still quite chaotic.
She looked at Manuel Ink blankly, nervously tugging at the hem of her clothes.
Manuel Ink looked at her, his eyes reflecting an infinite ocean of stars.
