Summer took a rough look before sitting down on the bed.
Rosie took off her shoes and climbed onto it, sitting side by side with Summer.
Rosie was so cute. Now that she knew Rosie was her daughter, she found her even more adorable.
Summer touched her head and kissed her on the cheek.
Rosie opened her eyes wide and sat up to kiss back.
After she finished, she giggled. She found it funny.
Summer kissed her again and Rosie climbed on her lap.
They lay down and rolled over. Rosie giggled harder when Summer tickled her.
When Rosie was tired, Summer held her hand and lay on the bed.
Feeling that someone was around, Summer sat up. She saw Leonardo standing at the door, not
knowing when he was here.
Summer sat straight and pulled Rosie up. She said warmly, "Dad is here."
"Dad!"
Rosie called him excitedly, got out of bed and ran over to hug Leonardo's leg.
Rosie was so small, like a toy on Leonardo's lap. The scene was very harmonious.
Leonardo looked down and saw Rosie staring at him. He bent down and picked her up.
Rosie hugged his neck and sized him up.
Leonardo raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why are you looking at me like that?"
"You look alright." Rosie said with a puzzled expression.
Leonardo sat down with her in his arms and asked patiently, "Why?"
Summer knew what Rosie was going to say, so she tried to stop her.
"I thought you were jealous."
"Rosie!"
However, Summer wasn't quick enough to stop her.
"Summer said you were jealous," Rosie said proudly.
Summer was speechless.
Leonardo gave Summer a meaningful glance. Summer didn't know what he was thinking.
Summer straightened her clothes seriously. She did not look at Leonardo.
In the next moment, she heard Leonardo saying, "Not Summer. She's your mom."
"Mom?"
Rosie pursed her lips and tugged at his tie. She refuted, "Summer is not my mom."
Leonardo and Summer were stunned.
Although Rosie was only three, they shouldn't treat her like an ignorant child.
She had her own thoughts.
It took time for her to accept Summer as her mom.
They should be more patient.
Feeling depressed at first, Summer calmed down very quickly.
If she had died three years ago, she wouldn't have been able to see Rosie. It would have been
impossible for Rosie to call her mom.
Plus, Leonardo and Amber had been by her side for the past three years. She only got to know Rosie
very recently. Hoping Rosie could call her mom now was not realistic.
Summer stood up and walked over. "Rosie, what do you want for dinner? I'll cook for you."
After a long afternoon, it was almost dinner time.
Leonardo sat on the sofa with Rosie in his arms. Summer crouched down in front of them. So she was
at the same height with Rosie.
Leaning against Leonardo's chest, Rosie said with a satisfied expression, "Meat."
Summer stroked her cheek and said, "Alright."
She gave Rosie a kiss her on the cheek.
After that, she looked up and met Leonardo's eyes.
His eyes were pitch black. His gaze was deep and Summer couldn't look away.
She froze.
They were very close and their gaze met. Leonardo was getting closer. She could feel his breath.
"Are you going to kiss?"
Rosie's voice brought them back to reality.
Summer regained her senses and retreated.
She stood up and hurriedly said, "I'll go and see what I can cook for Rosie."
With that, she stood up and rushed out.
Rosie rubbed her hands and turned to look at Leonardo in confusion.
Leonardo stared back at her unhappily.
Rosie winced, sat down obediently, and said, "Dad."
"Huh," Leonardo replied in discontent. He didn't utter a complete sentence.
Rosie tilted her head to the left and then to the right. Having made sure that Leonardo wasn't angry,
she squinted and said with a smile, "Dad just kissed Summer."
"I didn't." Leonardo looked at Rosie, still upset.
Rosie covered her mouth with one hand and pointed at Leonardo with the other, "You did!"
Leonardo seemed to be running out of patience. He lifted her by the collar, put her down on the ground
and said, "I tried to, but I didn't succeed."
"Alright." Rosie followed him and quickly forgot what had just happened.
Being a grown-up, Leonardo walked faster than Rosie. Now, he walked faster on purpose.
Rosie followed him closely. The stairs were high, and she was scared. So she sat down, held onto the
handrail and took one step at a time.
Leonardo was already in the living room. Seeing that, Rosie folded her arms and threw a tantrum,
"Dad, help me out!"
Leonardo turned to look at her and refused her. "You should learn to be independent."
Rosie didn't know what independent meant. She only knew Leonardo turned her down.
Her lips pursed, she climbed down the stairs with hands and feet.
Halfway down the stairs, a servant came over to help her. She shook her head and said, "Thank you.
But I can do it myself."
Leonardo went straight to the kitchen.
A year ago, he bought the villa, mainly because he had never liked the old one. He always felt
something was wrong when he was there.
He moved to the apartment opposite Stanley's, because he was curious about Summer. The new villa
was too big for him and Rosie.
Now it came in handy.
He stopped at the kitchen door and didn't go in.
Summer was holding two boxes of meat with her back to him. It seemed that she was trying to figure
out what meat it was. She looked very serious.
Her long hair was tied into a ponytail. She rolled up her sleeves, revealing her thin forearms.
Summer put down one box and tiptoed to fetch something in the locker. She held her arms high, her
figure being slender.
Leonardo found her very attractive.
His gaze turned deep as he pressed down the feeling on his chest. His expression was unfathomable.
Suddenly, Rosie called him from behind, "Dad!"
Leonardo saw Rosie running over excitedly. "Dad, I came down by myself!"
Hearing that, Summer turned around. She put on a smile as her gaze fell on Rosie.
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