Hearing this, Leonardo raised his eyebrows slightly and remained silent. Summer didn't intend to
change the topic. She put on a long face and said, "Answer me."
Then Leonardo said, "She is not a little baby, and can walk well on her own."
"She is only four years old!" Summer was annoyed, "Can you behave like a father? What if I'm not with
you ..."
"Summer!" Leonardo interrupted Summer in a low tone. He hated to hear these words from Summer.
"I know you don't like to hear this, but it's the truth. If I'm not with you, you have to take good care of
Rosie by yourself." Summer said calmly.
By contrast, Leonardo seemed to be unreasonable. Hearing that, Leonardo became serious, "You will
be cured."
Summer asked him, "What if I can't?"
Leonardo said immediately, "It's out of the question."
"Do you really think that everything will work out just the way you want?" Summer's voice was flat, "It's
impossible."
Leonardo was a stubborn and confident man. In the past, Summer would have believed him. But now,
she thought everything could get wrong.
As her health was getting worse day by day, she could not be as confident as Leonardo. She was
unable to stay confident and calm thinking of her illness.
Leonardo pursed his lips as he stepped forward and took Summer in his arms. He didn't say a word.
Summer felt that he was controlling his emotions, and stayed in his arms.
After a long time, Leonardo let go of her and whispered, "I have to handle something. Can you come
with me?" His voice was gentle, as if they hadn't quarreled just now.
Summer was silent and without objection, so he took her out of the room.
While Stanley was looking at the experimental data, the door was pushed open. The person pushed
the door rudely and his steps were heavy.
Stanley didn't need to look up to see who it was.
"Mr. Emerson, I thought you were busy. Why do you come over here every day? To supervise me?"
Stanley looked up at Leonardo.
Stanley put the sheet aside and looked at Leonardo. Across the table, Leonardo looked at him
expressionlessly, "Have you seen Summer?"
"Aren't you talking nonsense? You let her meet me." Stanley sneered, "Let's cut to the chase here."
Leonardo was silent for a few seconds and stared fixedly at Stanley. Stanley narrowed his eyes. "You
want to blame me? It was you who allowed her to see me."
Leonardo glanced at him and said in a deep voice, "She needs psychotherapy."
Hearing this, Stanley paused.
"I can't do it," he laughed gently. "Go find someone else."
Leonardo looked at him solemn, but Stanley shrugged helplessly and said, "The doctor must be trusted
by the patient when having a therapy. Do you think she trust me?"
After Stanley finished, Leonardo left. Stanley looked at his back and laughed.
No wonder Leonardo would allow Summer to meet him. It turned out that she had some mental
problems.
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