Then Summer found that her instep had been scraped and swollen.
Even though she wore snow boots, her foot was seriously injured. So it could tell that Vicky really hated
her guts.
Leonardo's expression darkening, he looked up at Summer angrily.
Summer flinched and said, "It doesn't hurt at all...."
She suddenly thought of Leonardo's reaction when she had sprained her ankle before. Then she
swallowed her saliva and said, "Alright, it hurts a little."
Leonardo didn't say anything and just helped her put on her sock.
His face was still dark, but his movements were very gentle.
Summer felt that Leonardo was not as terrifying as he looked like.
She thought of what had happened in the elevator just now and asked curiously, "What did you do in
the elevator? Did the elevator fall off? Will Vicky be alright?"
He said indifferently, "She won't die anyway."
His words chilled Summer.
Vicky wouldn't die. This meant that she would at least suffer serious injuries.
...
After returning home, Leonardo placed Summer on the bed and then went to get the ointment.
Ever since Summer sprained her ankle last time, there had been a medical kit in the bedroom, which
was filled with all kinds of ointments for traumatic injuries.
Sitting down cross-legged on the carpet in front of the bed, Leonardo placed Summer's foot on his
knees and applied ointment to her instep carefully.
Leonardo went to get the ointment as soon as he returned home, so he hadn't changed his clothes.
Even though he was just casually sitting cross-legged on the ground, he was still dignified and
formidable.
Summer looked down and only saw his short hair, his eyelids, and the tip of his nose.
She tilted her head and saw him frowning slightly. He pursed his lips and fixed his eyes on her instep,
as if he was dealing with some troublesome loophole of a project.
His face was still cold, but somehow she felt that the current Leonardo was very tender.
Most of the time, a tough guy would actually be a gentle and sensitive person.
Summer still remembered what Leonardo had done when she first saw him. At that time, he barged
into her room and spoke to her in a flirtatious tone. She had never expected him to carefully apply
medicine to her wound one day.
She was touched and said, "Leonardo."
"What?" Leonardo didn't look up and kept applying medicine to her foot.
He thought that Summer had something to say, but he heard nothing after waiting for a while. He
couldn't help but look up at Summer.
In the fact, he was almost done applying medicine. He asked, "What...?"
Before he could say anything else, Summer kissed him.
She rarely kissed him on her own initiative.
Leonardo froze for a moment. Then he stood up and pressed Summer on the bed.
Perhaps because Summer was very enthusiastic, Leonardo was easily aroused by her.
Just as they were kissing each other affectionately, Leonardo suddenly stood up with desire in his eyes
and said in a husky voice, "I'll go wash my hands first."
Summer looked at his back and was a little confused. They were just kissing, but why did he have to
wash his hands?
Before she could figure it out, her clothes were all taken off.
He asked her flirtatiously, "Now, do you know why I have to wash my hands first?"
Summer already blushed. But as he asked this question, her face became even redder. She bit her lips
and glared at him.
This excited Leonardo even more.
He leaned over and kissed her, "You obviously like it."
Summer was both embarrassed and angry. Just as she was about to refute, he kissed her again.
...
The next day.
Summer woke up at seven o'clock and wanted to get up.
But the moment she moved, the man beside her pulled her back onto the bed.
Leonardo said in a deep and sleepy voice, "You don't have to go to work. Why do you get up so early?"
Only then did Summer recall that she didn't need to go to the Jarrett Group from today on.
Thinking of this, she actually felt a little empty.
And she unconsciously said it.
Leonardo already sat up and was about to get out of bed. When he heard this, he said meaningfully, "I
can stay at home with you. Then you won't feel empty."
Summer didn’t know what to say.
She touched her waist and said sourly, "Hurry to go to work!"
"You were enthusiastic last night. Now you're satisfied and then ask me to leave. You're so heartless,"
Leonardo said seriously, as if he was talking about something important.
Summer was sure that she could never be as shameless as Leonardo in this lifetime.
Thinking about what had happened last night, she blushed and covered herself with the quilt, "Scram!"
"Don't be naughty," Leonardo said with a smile. He bent over and hugged her across the quilt to kiss
her, "Get more sleep."
Then he went to the bathroom to take a shower.
Summer fell asleep amidst the sound of the flowing water.
After a long time, she was woken up by Ava.
"Mrs. Emerson, are you awake?"
She thought that Ava was asking her to have breakfast, so she sat up and shouted, "I'll go downstairs
in a minute."
After a few seconds, Ava's voice sounded, "Mrs. Emerson, Mr. Charlie is here."
Summer was still sleepy and asked, "Who?"
Ava added, "Mr. Charlie from the old house."
Mr. Charlie?
Summer was shocked. She trembled and instantly sobered up.
"I'll be right there."
After she finished speaking, she jumped out of bed and hurried into the bathroom.
After washing up, she got dressed and went downstairs.
Fortunately, she was at home and didn't need to put on any makeup.
When she was at the stairs, she saw Charlie sitting on the sofa in the living room.
Ava was serving him tea, and two bodyguards were standing behind him.
As Summer went downstairs, she wondered why Charlie came here.
He definitely knew that Leonardo wasn't at home in the daytime.
'So Charlie came here to see her?'
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