Chapter 790: So It Really Works!

But unexpectedly, he showed no intention of taking back his decision.

Summer Shawcross thought she might understand Noah Drexler’s intention—he didn’t want Sean Morgan to do anything foolish to help her detoxify, so he wanted to send him away.

They all said he was heartless, but how many people could truly understand his thoughts?

And these days, the happiest person was probably Katherine Irving.

Now that Sean Morgan had also become her bodyguard, Katherine could spend all day with him.

However, what left Summer Shawcross feeling helpless was that recently Noah Drexler had been increasingly busy. It seemed he was also avoiding her, leaving early and returning late every day. He would go out before she woke up and come back after she fell asleep.

That afternoon, Summer Shawcross finally had the time and energy, and remembered the song Zeke Sawyer had sent her earlier. She took out her phone, put on her headphones, and started listening.

After just the first listen, she was a bit amazed.

The song had a somewhat unique style, this time a bit more upbeat, which suited her vocal characteristics very well.

After listening to it repeatedly several times, Summer Shawcross completely memorized the lyrics and melody. Eagerly, she opened the recording function on her phone and began to hum along.

After she finished singing the song, she saved the recording, played it back, and listened to it through her headphones.

Though the song was still unfamiliar to her, it was not difficult to sing, and both the lyrics and melody matched her style quite well.

Once again, she couldn’t help but praise Zeke Sawyer in her heart. He was indeed a genius at songwriting; every release always amazed her.

Almost the entire afternoon, Summer Shawcross stayed in her bedroom, sitting on the sofa practicing the song with her phone.

She didn’t know how long she’d been singing before she began to feel slightly fatigued.

Just as she thought it was because she had been sitting too long and instinctively wanted to get up and walk downstairs... a sudden pain spread throughout her body.

This familiar feeling made Summer Shawcross freeze, her face turning pale instantly.

Immediately, the pain intensified with each wave.

Summer Shawcross sat on the sofa, her body stiffening and curling up slightly.

This familiar feeling made her instantly understand—she must be poisoned again.

She took a deep breath, preventing herself from making a sound, not calling anyone.

This time, she didn’t want to rely on Noah Drexler’s blood and medications anymore.

She wanted to push through with her own willpower.

With this thought, Summer Shawcross slowly lay down against the sofa, clenching her teeth hard, gripping the soft sofa in an attempt to divert her attention.

In no time, her forehead was covered with sweat, beads as large as soybeans rolling down her pale face onto her dress.

Summer Shawcross bit her lip tightly, refusing to make even the slightest sound. When the pain became unbearable, she raised her hand and bit down on the back of it.

The brief pain allowed her consciousness to regain some clarity for a moment.

At that moment, Summer Shawcross suddenly understood why Noah Drexler had burned himself with cigarette butts before—it really worked!

Thinking this, she felt a bit of joy, as if this method could help her endure the ordeal.

Enduring seconds felt like years, so this is what it feels like.