It had been Eliza's first time to see Leonardo's smile since she came to the villa.
Handsome but expressionless all the time, Leonardo made people afraid but couldn't help to get closer.
With such a bright smile, he seemed to be shining, fascinating people in a second.
Eliza secretly clenched her fists. Only such a man could marry her.
....
Leonardo and Summer returned to the bedroom after dinner.
Ava brought the fruit soon.
After finishing the fruit, Summer took a shower and stood in front of the mirror while brushing teeth. She
sized herself up and always felt she was fatter.
How long has it been? And she had become fat!
Should she eat less?
But she would get hungry!
Summer went out after brushing the teeth. And Leonardo was sitting on the sofa reading documents in
a bathrobe.
His elegant and noble aura that was naturally emitted annoyed Summer.
Although she knew that what happened tonight had nothing to do with Leonardo, she couldn't help but
get angry when she saw him.
She walked over and threw his documents aside. With folded arms, she stared at him.
Leonardo raised his head. Seeing that she seemingly wanted to send a punitive expedition against him,
Leonardo suppressed a smile and said seriously, "What's wrong?"
He was calm and sincere, making Summer at her wits' end.
To vent her anger, she reached out to pinch his face.
She couldn't help but laugh at him after a few seconds, "Why does a man have such fair skin! Not man
enough!"
Leonardo raised his eyebrows, "Not man enough?"
Summer followed his example and raised her eyebrows to meet his gaze.
Leonardo stretched out his long arm and pulled her into his embrace.
With one arm around her waist tightly, he lowered his voice and implied a threat, "Not man enough?"
Summer trembled, "Yes! You're man enough!"
Only then did Leonardo feel satisfied and kissed her.
Then, as usual, the two of them lay on the bed.
But ... they could do nothing.
After all, Summer was pregnant.
Propping himself up with both elbows, Leonardo leaned over Summer. He was somewhat out of breath
while his eyes were as dark as ink, "What should we do now?"
Gloating, Summer pretended to be innocent, "I don't know. That's your business. I don't know how you
guys are going to deal with it."
But the smile had already betrayed her.
Leonardo lay beside her and pulled her into his embrace. He closed his eyes and said wearily, "Just let
me hug you for a while."
"Let go." It wasn't that Summer didn't want him to hug her, but....
Leonardo's voice became huskier, "Stop."
Summer immediately fell in silence and quietly lay in his arms.
She felt there must be something wrong, so she asked, "What's up?"
"If you don't want to see Eliza, just drive her away." Then he added, "It won't happen again, I promise."
It was totally out of his expectation that Mr. Charlie would do that.
The Emersons had many business partners and Eliza's father was the director of the TV station, whose
status was not much inferior. Mr. Charlie was so cautious and his subordinates were capable, too. They
definitely wouldn't make such a mistake.
It meant that Mr. Charlie had tacitly agreed to send Eliza here.
Summer snorted, "I don't want to see her, but I can't let her go just like that. Does she think our house
is a market hall where everyone can come and go as he pleases?"
Our house.
These two words greatly satisfied Leonardo.
....
In the end, Summer compromised on helping him.
And Leonardo went to the bathroom merrily.
When he came back, an extra quilt appeared on the bed.
Summer wrapped herself in a quilt and placed a pillow in the middle of the bed, "Don't cross it at night.
This side is mine, and that side is yours. Don't cross it!"
"Otherwise, sleep in separate rooms.”
She stared at Leonardo to see his reaction.
Leonardo took a glance at the pillow and walked over without saying a word. He pointed at where
Summer lay and asked, "Is this side yours?"
"Yes." Summer nodded. Didn't she explain it clearly?
Leonardo directly threw the pillow away and got under her covers, "Then I belong to you, too."
Summer, "...."
Was Leonardo possessed? He could actually say such sweet things.
....
It was the very depth of winter, and it was freezing at Hoover City at midnight.
Karen wrapped herself with the coat and sat at a bus stop. She took out the phone and wanted to call
Lynn, asking him to pick her up.
Could it be that she's sleeping on the streets tonight?
A car drove over from not far away and slowly stopped in front of her.
With window got down, a handsome young man appeared, "Auntie?"
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