Since her child had disappeared, Summer didn't want to rest at all.
Moreover, she was very certain that Leonardo had taken the child away.
She had no foes in Sydney, and the people beside her all worked for Leonardo. Other than Leonardo,
no one could take her new-born baby away.
Just now she was immersed in the joy of becoming a mother, but when she woke up, she found her
child disappeared.
Summer was falling apart, "Leonardo, I beg you. Give my child back to me. She was just born and so
young..."
Leonardo had never seen Summer like this before.
Even though she had been bullied so much by the Jarrett family in the past, he had never seen her
crying before.
A hint of panic flashed through his usually calm eyes.
It took him so long to find his voice, "Summer, calm down and listen to me."
"No, I just want my child." Summer shook her head, with tears streaming down her face.
Leonardo felt as if a fishbone had got stuck in his throat, and seemed unable to speak.
He didn't take the baby, but she was gone.
Summer cried so hard that she attracted the nurse.
"What's wrong? Why are you crying after giving birth?"
Leonardo looked up to the nurse, who was so frightened by his cold gaze that she flinched and
hurriedly turned around to leave.
Leonardo had no way but to have Summer sedated by the doctor, so she could fall asleep.
Summer was lying on the bed, her face still stained with tears. Even when she was asleep, she
frowned tightly.
Leonardo stretched out his hand and gently pressed it between her eyebrows. Only when her knitted
eyebrows relaxed did he flick the hair back from her face and bend down to kiss her forehead.
Summer's due date was scheduled for next week, so he arranged everything and came here in
advance.
However, he did not expect Summer to give birth a week earlier.
Knock! Knock!
Leonardo heard soft and regular knocks at the door.
He knew it was Tim.
He glanced at Summer, who was lying on the hospital bed, before he got up and walked out.
Summer was staying in a senior ward with a small hall outside.
The person who came in was indeed Tim.
Without waiting for Leonardo to speak, Tim said with a serious expression, "I checked the baby with a
birthmark on the sole of her foot. She is indeed not your child. I looked into all the newborns in this
hospital today, but I did not find the child of you and Mrs. Emerson."
Tim said the last words in a very low voice.
Leonardo clenched so tightly that the veins on the back of his hand stood out.
Tim did not dare to speak, nor did he know what to say.
After a while, Leonardo asked in a gloomy voice, "What else do you find?"
Tim glanced at Leonardo, and forced himself to utter his speculation, "I watched the monitoring video
and didn't find anyone suspicious. I suspect that your child was swapped and stolen by someone in the
operating room. In other words, someone had monitored Mrs. Emerson long before."
Tim could only draw such a conclusion after he made a thorough investigation.
Perhaps the child had been swapped and stolen in the operating room.
The man swapped the child for another child in the same hospital. Obviously, he wanted them to find
out that the child had been stolen.
After Tim finished, he carefully observed Leonardo’s reaction.
Leonardo sat there motionless, and his body tensed up like a tightened string, as if he could explode at
any moment.
However, Leonardo did not say anything.
He got up and walked out.
Tim was a little worried about Leonardo and followed him.
When Tim closed the door, he heard a loud sound coming from the side.
He turned around and saw Leonardo punched his fist onto the wall, with blood seeping out of his hand.
Leonardo didn't seem to feel any pain and smashed his fist into the wall again and again.
"Mr. Emerson."
Tim called out, trying to stop him.
But how could he stop Leonardo who was furious? Just as he touched Leonardo, he was thrown away.
Leonardo had practiced martial arts before. Tim fell onto the ground and felt so painful that he couldn't
get up, so he simply lay on the ground.
Leonardo had been working like a machine over the past six months. As Leonardo's special assistant,
Tim also worked hard like a top that kept spinning.
When he followed Leonardo to Sydney, Tim thought that Leonardo and Summer would make up. If so,
he would have time to rest and live a better life.
But he didn't expect things to be even worse.
Summer did not see her child again even when she was discharged from the hospital.
Summer lost her mind that day, but she had completely calmed down by now.
In the car.
"When you're done with confinement after childbirth, we'll go back to Hoover City." Leonardo's voice
broke the silence in the car.
Summer leaned back lazily in her chair and didn't even bother to look at him, "Is this your goal? To
force me to go back to Hoover City, you took my child away?"
Leonardo did not say anything.
Summer turned to look at Leonardo, who seemed to be holding back his anger. She smiled and
mocked, "Did you get angry because I see through your tricks?"
After more than half a year, Leonardo did not get a better temper, but became more patient.
He had never lost his temper with her in the past few days, no matter how much she annoyed him.
He was quite different from what she knew before.
However, the more patient Leonardo was towards her, the more angry Summer felt that Leonardo took
her child away.
She couldn't think of anyone else who would carry her baby away except Leonardo.
After a while, Leonardo said with a poker face, "If you don't return to Hoover City, you may never see
your child again in your life."
If Summer could follow him back to Hoover City because of such a misunderstanding, he would not
clear it up.
He could tell that Summer put their child before him.
If the child hadn't been stolen, they ought to have made up by now.
Even if they couldn't make up, they would not say such cruel words to each other.
If Summer knew that the child had been taken away by someone else, Leonardo was certain that
Summer would never return to Hoover City with him.
Their child hadn't been found yet, but he must bring Summer back.
He regretted having let Summer escape alone.
Leonardo's voice was cold.
"You admit it?" Summer trembled with anger.
"Yes," Leonardo turned to look at her and said coldly, "you have no choice but to follow me back to
Hoover City. Otherwise, you will never see your child again."
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