Jerome had undoubtedly created a difficult problem for Summer.
It was hard to explain feelings.
Summer pondered for a moment and said, "Jerome, think about it from another angle. If I were with
you now and Leonardo were on your behalf, would you want me to continue to be friends with him?"
The smile on Jerome's face quickly faded like a tide.
He could no longer maintain his previous elegant demeanor, and put on a somewhat gloomy look.
He cleared his throat and looked up at the pitch-dark night. His voice was hoarse. "I really envy
Leonardo."
Summer no longer wanted to continue this topic. She handed him his coat and said, "Thank you."
Without saying anything else, Jerome took the coat Summer handed over.
Seeing Jerome take the coat, Summer turned around and left.
Watching Summer's back, Jerome took a deep breath. Then he went in the opposite direction.
When Summer returned home, she was exhausted.
There were too many traffic lights on her way home, and it was already late at night.
She went to the bathroom wearily. After taking a shower, she came out. She thought that she would fall
asleep very quickly, but she suffered from insomnia for the first time.
When people are tired, they are prone to become pessimistic.
In the past twenty years, she had spent most of her time in ups and downs.
Marriage, career, love, family....
So far, nothing had been smooth for her.
Summer tossed and turned all night. She got up early the next morning and asked Jessica to pick a car
with her.
If she didn't compare to someone as wealthy as Leonardo, she would be considered to have a small
fortune now. A car would be convenient for her to go around.
After picking the car, Summer drove directly to Leonardo's house.
Leonardo shouldn't be at home at this time. Summer just intended to see Rosie.
However, when she arrived at Leonardo's villa, she discovered that Leonardo was surprisingly present.
Summer realized that today was not a workday, but ... weekend.
She stood at the entrance of the hall and looked at Leonardo sitting lazily on the sofa. She was at a
loss for a moment.
She looked around and did not see Rosie. She then strode over and asked Leonardo, "Where is
Rosie?"
It seemed Leonardo didn't see her and he didn't pay attention to her.
Leonardo had a domineering aura, but he was very petty in private.
Summer thought that he was unhappy with what happened yesterday.
She sat beside Leonardo and turned to look at him. "I had something to do, so I had to ask you to take
care of Rosie. After all, you are her father."
Summer didn't think that she had done anything wrong.
She loved Rosie and was willing to pay a price for Rosie. But that didn't mean that she had to sacrifice
her career as a prerequisite.
She must give herself priority over Rosie.
She had to plan for her own life. She should be herself first and then be Rosie's mother.
Leonardo sneered and stood up, "Well, your first love is much more important than your daughter."
Summer was astonished. After a few seconds, she stood up. "What do you mean?"
Leonardo threw a newspaper on the coffee table in front of her and said, "The popular screenwriter
reunited with her first love and rekindled the past. Ms. Summer, what do you think of this news
headline?"
Ms. Summer....
Leonardo sounded quite distant. It seemed that he was extremely angry.
Summer glanced at him and reached out to pick up the newspaper.
There was a photo on the front of the newspaper. In the picture, Jerome was draping his coat over
Summer when she was surrounded by reporters last night.
When Jerome dressed her, she looked up at him in surprise.
In this report, some sensational words, such as affectionate, involuntary and so on, were used to
interpret the way Summer looked at Jerome.
Summer skimmed through the content and found that the person who wrote the report had put in a lot
of effort.
Besides, the report mentioned that Vicky once claimed that Summer had robbed her fiancé.
That Summer replaced Vicky to marry into the Emerson family was not a secret. As long as people
wanted to probe into it, they would be able to find it out.
She once liked Jerome, but not everyone knew about it.
Summer didn't have many friends. Other than Vicky, who would be so bored to tell the media about
this?
Vicky did make every efforts to hurt Summer.
She would not give up any chance to cause trouble for Summer.
While Summer was reading the report, Leonardo was watching her.
He saw Summer frown at first, but her expression quickly became natural. She was not in a hurry to
explain.
Leonardo's face turned gloomier, and he looked angry.
Somehow, he felt as if something was about to rush out of his chest.
He couldn't hold it back any longer.
After Summer finished, she turned to look at Leonardo.
Then she saw Leonardo's gloomy face. Summer involuntarily shivered.
She put the newspaper back and pursed her lips. "Mr. Emerson, don't you know that some media
reports are just gossips? Do you believe whatever they write?"
Summer chuckled. "To my surprise, Mr. Emerson, you are so naïve."
She called Leonardo Mr. Emerson. Hearing this, Leonardo felt that it was extremely sarcastic, so he put
on a cold look.
Summer stared at him without any fear.
Suddenly, Leonardo reached out and pinched her chin. "Summer, do you think you can be
unscrupulous just because I tacitly allow you to appear around me? Don't you take yourself too
seriously?"
Leonardo used much strength. Summer felt a trace of pain, but she only knitted her eyebrows and did
not make a sound.
When Leonardo saw this, he pinched her harder. "Why don't you answer me?"
Summer pointed at the hand that was rested against her chin, indicating that she was too painful to
speak.
Leonardo frowned and retreated his hand.
As soon as he released his grip, Summer touched her chin. She just felt that Leonardo wanted to crush
her chin.
Leonardo gazed coldly at Summer, as she bit her lips and gently inhaled. Then he looked away.
Summer explained, "I did like Jerome before, but...."
Before she could finish, Leonardo interrupted coldly. "Shut up. I don't want to hear it anymore. You can
leave now."
What summer said first was so unpleasant so Leonardo didn't want to hear the rest.
He was not in the mood to listen to the story between Summer and Jerome.
"I...."
Of course, Summer would not leave as Leonardo asked. However, no sooner did she open her mouth
than Leonardo dragged her out rudely.
Before she could finish, Leonardo interrupted coldly. "Shut up. | don't want to hear it anymore. You can
leave now."
What summer said first was so unpleasant so Leonardo didn't want to hear the rest.
He was not in the mood to listen to the story between Summer and Jerome.
Of course, Summer would not leave as Leonardo asked. However, no sooner did she open her mouth
than Leonardo dragged her out rudely.
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