Jerome drove for a while. Summer was safe. She said, “Please stop here. Thank you.”
Jerome silently pulled in at the side of the road. Summer wanted to get off, but she couldn’t open the
door.
She turned to look at Jerome and said, “The car door is locked.”
Jerome then looked at her very strangely, “Summer, it would be safer if you chose me other than
Leonardo’s cousin.”
“What?” Was he saying what she thought he was?
Noticing that Summer didn’t interrupt him, Jerome became more confident, “We like each other. We’ll
be happy together. More importantly, I will not let others find out.”
“Me and you, together?” Summer pointed at him and then at herself.
Jerome nodded and smiled. He tried to touch her face. “You are having a hard time with Leonardo. I
get it. I don’t blame you.”
Hard time?
He really put it mildly. He meant Leonardo couldn’t perform sexually, so she was lonely. That was why
she went to his cousin.
What a sleazy man!
Summer turned around to avoid his hand, “You mean you want me to cheat on Leonardo?”
Jerome saw the news. He thought Summer hooked up with Leonardo’s cousin because she was lonely.
Summer liked him. If he said he liked her too, Summer would dump Leonardo’s cousin without
hesitation.
Jerome did not mind Summer avoiding his touch. Instead, he became more excited, “You are too good
for Leonardo. We love each other, right?”
“Sorry. Vicky is the one who loves you. If you don’t open the car door, I’ll call the police.” Summer
leaned against the door and stared sharply at Jerome.
Why hadn’t she noticed Jerome was so brash?
Summer’s attitude made him a little anxious. He moved closer to Summer and said, “Vicky is no match
for you.”
Summer said nothing. She directly took out her phone to call the police.
He had to sit back at his seat and open the door.
Summer got off his car. She turned to look at him and said coldly, “Jerome, I liked you. But now it’s
over. And I won’t cheat on Leonardo.”
Jerome’s face turned pale. Summer turned around and left, without looking back.
After a short while, another car stopped beside her.
She thought it was Jerome again, so she didn’t stop until she heard a familiar voice.
“Mrs. Emerson.”
Summer turned her head in surprise, “Tim! You are back.”
As Leonardo’s special assistant, Tim usually followed him wherever he went.
After Leonardo left the country, she didn’t see Tim. So she guessed they had left the country together.
“Yes, Mr. Emerson asked me to drive you home,” he got off the car and replied respectfully.
Summer was somewhat looking forward to seeing Leonardo, but she knew Leonardo would only show
her his back.
Even so, Summer was happy enough.
After getting in the car, she calmed down and became anxious.
Why would Leonardo come back now?
Did he come back just now or in the morning? Did he see the news about her and “Douglas”?
If he saw the news, would he …
Even if he himself didn’t see it, others would tell him, too.
Only the Emersons could suppress the news.
If an Emerson knew, Leonardo definitely would know.
…
She was a little scared and anxious. The car soon arrived at the villa.
“Mrs. Emerson, please.” He stepped forward and opened the car door for her.
When Summer got off the car, she looked at Leonardo’s study on the second floor. She asked Tim, “Is
Leonardo in his study?”
“No, Mr. Emerson is having a rest.”
Summer nodded. As soon as she walked in the door, she saw “Douglas” drinking coffee in the living
room.
She was angry with him, but she didn’t want to lose her temper in front of Tim. So she just gave
“Douglas” a cold glare and went upstairs.
As soon as Summer left, Tim walked up to Leonardo and said, “Mr. Emerson, Jerome went to see Mrs.
Emerson before we came home.”
Leonardo said indifferently, “Oh? What did he do?”
Tim was smart enough to know Leonardo cared about it inside.
Tim saw Jerome and Summer were close in the car. But he didn’t dare to tell him.
So he put it mildly, “They stayed in the car for a while. And then Mrs. Emerson got off.”
“A while?” Leonardo put his coffee on the table and leaned against the sofa. He crossed his legs,
having an aura of nobility.
Tim was nervous, “Well, about ten minutes.”
“Ten minutes? It took you more than an hour to drive her home.” Leonardo gave him a very sharp look.
Tim didn’t dare to speak anymore.
Leonardo narrowed his eyes and did not ask any further. He didn’t expect a satisfactory answer from
him.
…
When Summer went downstairs, “Douglas” wasn’t in the living room.
She asked the bodyguard at the door, “Where’s Douglas?”
The bodyguard answered, “He went out.”
“OK.” Summer nodded and went to the kitchen.
She felt the air was fresher without him.
Leonardo had just come back. He must be exhausted. She decided to make some delicious dishes for
him.
Before dinner was ready, Tim walked in and said, “Mrs. Emerson, I’ve got to run an errand. Please
bring some food to Mr. Emerson.”
Summer was a little confused. It was almost night. Why did they have so many things to do?
“Alright, I’ll bring it to him when it’s ready.” Summer was happy to do something for Leonardo.
After a while, she brought his dinner to his study on a tray.
She knocked, but no one answered. She then pushed open the door and went in.
She put down the tray and was about to go out. But she ran into “Douglas” after she turned around.
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