Summer returned to the kitchen and peeked out at the father and daughter.
Seeing that Leonardo didn't move, Rosie pointed at the kitchen and urged him, "Daddy, hurry up."
Leonardo put on a stern face as he stood up expressionlessly and walked towards the kitchen.
Summer turned around and walked to the side of the worktop, pretending to be busy.
Very quickly, Leonardo walked in.
Summer pretended that she knew nothing. She asked with a puzzled expression, "What's wrong?"
Leonardo's face darkened as he asked her, "Where are the bowls?"
Summer pointed to the kitchen cabinet behind her.
The kitchen cabinet was right behind her. Leonardo came to open the cabinet. The kitchen was small
and the space was limited. Summer could touch him with a single turn.
After Leonardo took the bowls and left, Summer went out with him.
Rosie watched as Leonardo took out the bowls. She gave Leonardo a thumb up like Summer, and said
seriously, "Daddy, you're great!"
Leonardo had lived for decades and was praised by a little girl for the first time.
However, he wasn't in a special mood.
He pursed his lips and said indifferently, "Let’s eat."
Fortunately, Rosie had long been accustomed to Leonardo's indifferent looking. Even if Leonardo was
different from before, it was difficult for Rosie to discover.
Children ate less, so Rosie was always the first to finish her meal.
After she finished her meal, she went to the side to play with her toys.
Only Summer and Leonardo were left, sitting face to face at the dining table.
The atmosphere was rarely harmonious. Summer asked, "Is there any news about that hypnotist?"
"No," Leonardo said without raising his head.
Summer's face turned a little serious. She pondered for a moment and said, "If you can't find him, it can
only mean that he is deliberately avoiding us."
Leonardo looked up at her.
Although he didn't say anything, Summer could tell from his eyes that he was signaling her to continue.
"The hypnotist Kate found is the world's top hypnotist and he must be expensive. Let's assume that
Kate gave him a very generous reward. However, he is avoiding us now. It means that he may not
covet money. After all, the reward you can give him is definitely more than what Kate can give him."
After Summer finished her words, she looked up at Leonardo.
Leonardo put down his chopsticks, leaned back, and said in an unemotional tone, "Go ahead."
"This means that the hypnotist may be trying to hypnotize you for some reason...."
This time, Leonardo interrupted Summer before she could finish, "Some reason? For example?"
Summer thought for a moment and said, "Let's make a simple conjecture. Does this hypnotist have a
grudge against you?"
Leonardo's eyes flashed with mockery as if he had heard something funny. "Do you know how I deal
with people who have a grudge against me?"
Summer clenched her fingers slightly and said, "Do you think that if that hypnotist has a grudge against
you, his method of revenge is not ruthless enough?"
Was that not ruthless enough to make a person forget the past, his lovers, children, and friends?
"My life doesn't change because of that." Leonardo's eyes were extremely cold.
The person who forgot everything was unaware, and those who have been forgotten were in the most
pain.
"Let's eat." Summer stopped talking about this topic.
It was not a happy thing to continue talking about this topic.
Summer lowered her head and ate silently.
Leonardo could clearly sense that Summer felt down.
As Summer lowered her head, Leonardo could only saw her long eyelashes and her dull face. She was
unhappy.
Leonardo didn't say anything more, and they finished their meal in silence.
After dinner, Leonardo wanted to go home.
Rosie, who had been playing with toys, saw Leonardo walking towards the door. She ran towards him
with her big eyes widened.
"Daddy, where are you going?" As Rosie spoke, she pointed out of the window and said, "It's getting
dark."
Leonardo looked down at her, "I'm going home."
Rosie was too young and short. It was a little strenuous for him to look down at her, so he took half a
step back.
Rosie grabbed the corner of Leonardo's clothes and turned to look at Summer. "Mom."
Summer's voice was as indifferent as her expression. "Your Daddy is going back, don't grab on him."
"No." Rosie frowned and rarely lost her temper. "I don't want Daddy to leave. Don't!"
Rosie seldom lost her temper.
Sometimes, when a kid lost her temper, it didn't mean she was disobedient.
She lost her temper because she had her own demands.
Although she was still very young, she was an independent individual.
She was rarely separated from Leonardo, and she seldom saw him during recently, so she really
wanted to stay with Leonardo.
It was not a wrongful request to stay with father.
Summer pursed her lips and looked at Leonardo. "Take her back for the night. If you don't have time
afterwards, you can ask Tim to send her to me or I can pick her up myself."
After she finished speaking, she squatted down and said to Rosie, "If you can't bear to part with your
father, go with him. Come back to me when you miss me."
Rosie frowned, "Go with us."
"I'm not going. As long as you miss me, I'll come to you." Summer touched Rosie's head and said, "Be
good."
Rosie pouted. Obviously, she was a little unhappy.
She looked at Leonardo and Summer, and then she lowered her head and kept silent.
Summer stood up and opened the door. "Move. There are Rosie's clothes and daily necessities in your
villa. You have servants there and they will take care of Rosie."
For this reason, she didn't feel worried and asked Leonardo to bring Rosie back to his villa.
Leonardo was thinking of something. He frowned and took Rosie out.
Summer stood at the door and watched them enter the elevator. And then she closed the door and
returned to her room.
Leonardo held Rosie's hand and led her into the elevator.
He pressed the floor button and heard low sob coming from beside him.
He turned his head and saw that Rosie was wiping her tears.
Leonardo frowned and coldly said, "Why are you crying?"
Rosie looked at him and burst into tears.
The little girl kept crying.
Her face was full of tears, and her nose and eyes were red. She kept wiping away her tears.
Rosie's cries echoed throughout the elevator.
A trace of annoyance flashed through Leonardo's eyes. He reached out and picked Rosie up.
Perhaps it was because he had hugged Rosie before, he hugged so skillfully that he was a little
surprised.
Leonardo tried his best to make his voice gentle. "Stop crying."
Rosie sobbed and choked, "Why doesn't Mom come ... with us? You ... don't let her come...."
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