Leonardo's face darkened as he picked Summer up and threw her into the car.
He wasn't gentle at all, and Summer felt a little painful from the fall.
She sat up slowly in pain with an attempt to lean against the back of the seat. However, without
armrests on both sides that a chair would usually have, she could not help but slide sideways when
reclining herself against the seat.
With her body slipping down, Summer placed her hands against the cushion and propped herself up.
With so many attempts in vain, she seemed to be tireless and looked a little stupid.
Leonardo had been watching her all the time.
Standing at the side of the door, Tim glanced at Summer, and then looked at Leonardo. With a sullen
look, he seemed to be ready to pull her out and throw her away at any moment. Tim reminded him with
a little cough, "Mr. Emerson, please get in the car."
Leonardo pursed his lips. Despite the disgust in his eyes, he got inside.
Summer was persistent in repeating what she did just now.
Leonardo sat in the car and leaned against the door, trying to keep a distance from her.
Tim sat in the front and drove the car, trying his best to drive smoothly for the sake of Summer.
However, she swayed unsteadily and even hit the hard window of the car.
BANG!
She must be in great pain.
Tim glanced worriedly through the rearview mirror. Leonardo sat still with a cold face, showing no care
about Summer, who was swaying from side to side beside him.
Tim sighed.
Summer would become particularly impulsive and make trouble easily after getting drunk. Other than
that, everything was acceptable and she wouldn't get sick easily.
However, even so, she couldn't resist shaking like this.
Suddenly, she sounded as if she was going to throw up.
Summer subconsciously covered her lips and retched.
Leonardo was slightly shocked. "Summer, what are you doing?"
"I'm gonna..." Summer heard his voice and leaned in his direction. Accidentally, she lost her balance
and threw herself upon him.
Then, she added, "Throw up."
Leonardo reached out to catch her and froze for a moment before saying, "Stop!"
Tim quickly stopped the car.
Summer leaned in his arms, enjoyed the familiar smell in him, and let out a sigh with satisfaction.
Afterwards, she rubbed against his chest with her face and closed her eyes.
Seeing this, Leonardo pushed her angrily. "Summer, get out of the car and throw up."
"I don't want to ... do that now...." Summer said incoherently. She rubbed against his clothes again and
gradually breathed steadily.
"Since you don't want to throw up, go back to your seat quickly."
After saying this, Leonardo saw Summer did not move at all, so he reached out and gave her a push.
Only then did he find that Summer had fallen asleep.
Summer looked different from usual in her sleep. She got a pair of charming eyes. At normal times, she
would impress people as a beautiful woman at first glance.
When she fell asleep with her eyes closed, however, she had a childish face, looking much younger
than her real age.
Tim sat in the front. Seeing that Leonardo did nothing after asking him to stop, he couldn't help but call,
"Mr. Emerson?"
Leonardo looked up slightly and said, "It's fine, keep driving."
Hearing this, Tim started the car again.
Leonardo stared at Summer for a long time. He couldn't help himself, reaching out and pulled a strand
of hair from her forehead behind her ear.
He found that it so natural for him to do this.
In the past, did he often do something intimate like this with Summer?
Although Tim had told Leonardo about him and Summer, it could only make him accept her more
easily. He could not fall in love with her in such a short period of time just because of that.
He could see everything Summer had done...
The car stopped in front of Leonardo's villa.
After that, a bodyguard immediately came over and opened the door for him.
He carried Summer out of the car and directly entered the villa.
A servant greeted him, "Mr. Emerson...."
Without stopping, Leonardo ordered, "Find someone to bath her."
At this time, Rosie was already asleep, so his footsteps were quite quiet.
Everything in the room where Summer used to live was in place and he directly carried her inside.
When a servant came in, Leonardo stood up and said, "Bath her and change her clothes."
The servant nodded slightly. "Yes."
Leonardo turned around and went back to his room.
He took a shower and lay on the bed, tossing and turning.
He sat up and massaged himself between the eyebrows. Afterwards, he turned on the bedside lamp
and sat quietly for a few seconds before throwing back the covers and getting out of bed.
He opened the door and walked straight out, stopping outside Summer's room.
Standing there, Leonardo hesitated for a moment.
He frowned slightly, turned the knob, and pushed open the door.
Probably the servant feared that Summer would get up in the middle of the night, the bedside lamp was
left on.
The light was dim and he could not see very clearly.
Leonardo walked to the front of the bed and stood still. Summer tilted her head and didn't sleep well,
with her eyebrows slightly knitted.
He carefully put his finger between her eyes before he realized it.
He was stunned for a moment with the finger seizing up, and then simply pressed gently between her
eyebrows.
However, that didn't pacify her at all. Summer's eyelids fluttered and she opened her eyes.
He did not expect that Summer would suddenly wake up, so he froze for a moment.
Their eyes met, and the room was extremely quiet.
Summer muttered, "Am I dreaming?"
During this night, she went to the police station, made trouble on her way back and took a shower. Now
Summer was already sober.
However, when she woke up late at night, she actually saw Leonardo standing in front of her bed. It
was obviously unusual.
Leonardo glanced at her, turned around and was about to walk out, a little upset.
Summer felt tongue-tied for a moment. She suddenly jumped out of bed and rushed to him as fast as
possible.
Leonardo's expression did not change at all when the woman stood in front of him with her arms open.
He asked in a deep voice, "What are you doing?"
Summer also felt she looked a little strange in this way, so she withdrew her hands embarrassedly and
whispered to him, "Did you go to the police station to bring me back?"
Hearing this, Leonardo looked angrier. "Of course! You think you crawled out of the police station by
yourself after getting so drunk?"
He didn't even notice the anger in his tone.
He didn't know if he was annoyed that he had to pick up the pieces after she made trouble outside.
Or it was perhaps because she got so drunk alone.
In short, he didn't feel at ease this night.
Summer also felt she looked a little strange in this way, so she withdrew her hands embarrassedly and
whispered to him, "Did you go to the police station to bring me back?"
Hearing this, Leonardo looked angrier. "Of course! You think you crawled out of the police station by
yourself after getting so drunk?"
He didn't even notice the anger in his tone.
He didn't know if he was annoyed that he had to pick up the pieces after she made trouble outside.
Or it was perhaps because she got so drunk alone.
In short, he didn't feel at ease this night.
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