Leonardo didn't respond to her.
She pursed her lips and wipe off the brow powder he wore for her and began to draw them by herself.
She knew she couldn't trust Leonardo, a stupid man without artistic training. She even doubted
Leonardo's beauty judgment.
Although she looked homely when she married Leonardo, he liked to kiss her. He had just made her
eyebrows so strong, and gave her deep kisses. Summer suspected that Leonardo had little
appreciation of beauty.
She drew her eyebrows and applied eye shadow. As she finished her makeup, Leonardo showed up at
the door. He asked with a calm expression, "Did you just call me?"
Summer stood up and walked to him. She raised her eyebrows and looked at him, "Do you really know
how to draw eyebrows?"
Leonardo kept silent. Then he said sincerely, "No." Although Summer knew he was trying to cool her
down with pretended honesty, she still bought it.
Leonardo was always arrogant and rarely gave in, so she instantly weakened as he admitted it.
Summer wasn't angry at all at first. She said casually, "I'm ready."
"Well. Let's go." Leonardo replied and took her hand. Summer was a bit surprised and looked at their
hands holding together. They had gone through a lot after living together. If they couldn’t change the
results, why would they be affected by the messy thoughts in their minds?
Leonardo also noticed that Summer had changed a bit recently. Although he didn't know why she
suddenly straightened out her thinking, he was glad to see that.
Rosie cried for Summer to hold her as soon as they left the house.
Actually, Rosie rarely cried for cuddle. Summer didn't have much time to accompany her, so she would
agree to her requests as long as they were not excessive.
Just as Summer was about to bend and pick up Rosie, Leonardo reached out and pulled Summer
behind him. He lifted Rosie with one hand and held her in his arms.
Rosie pouted, "I want Mommy."
"Give her to me." Summer wanted to take Rosie over.
Leonardo leaned slightly away and said, "She's a bit heavy. I'll carry her."
"It's fine. I can do it." Although Rosie had put on a little weight recently, Summer was able to lift her.
Leonardo did not continue to talk to her. He walked to the elevator and pressed the button.
When they got downstairs, Tim was already waiting in the car.
Tim got out of the car and opened the door of the back seat as he saw them coming.
It was a long journey from where Summer lived to the Emerson's old mansion. It would take an hour
considering the traffic of the day.
Rosie fell asleep on the way.
When they arrived at the Emerson's, Summer woke Rosie up.
Leonardo carried Rosie out of the car and then stretch out to take Summer's hand.
He stood outside the car door, his suit well-ironed. He stretched his arm to her like a polite gentleman.
Summer felt like laughing. But she still put her hand on Leonardo's. He held her hand and pulled her
out of the car.
As Summer got out, she wanted to let go of Leonardo and lead Rosie. However, Leonardo immediately
grabbed Rosie's hand and still held Summer's hand tight. He said indifferently, "Let's go."
Tim stood beside the car and watched them walking hand in hand to the gate of the Emerson's old
mansion. A gratified smile appeared on his face. He took out his mobile phone and took a photo of
them. Then he sent it to Carl.
He sent the photo via WeChat, and Carl quickly replied with a voice message.
"Tim, it's fine that you post the photos of your son, your wife and the food cooked by her every day.
Now you even sent me a photo of Leonardo and his family. Don't you think you are going too far? What
the hell is wrong about me being single?" There was resentment in Carl's tone.
"Mr. Carl, I just want to share my joy with you," Tim replied sincerely.
Carl didn't know what Tim meant when he received the photo. As Carl saw his reply, he finally
understood, "Has Leonardo recovered?"
Yesterday, Leonardo asked Carl to see Summer and Jessica with him. Carl felt that it was a little
strange, but he didn't have time to confirm his guess.
After thinking for a while, Tim answered, "Almost."
As soon as they entered the house, several servants came up to greet them, "Mr. Emerson, Miss
Rosie." But the servants paused when they saw Summer.
Three years ago, the servants in the old mansion were all changed by Kate, and now almost none of
them knew Summer.
Leonardo glared at the servants and said coldly, "Don't you know how to utter 'Mrs. Emerson'?"
The servants hurriedly bent and greeted her at the same time, "Mrs. Emerson!"
Then they kept silent, trembling.
Leonardo ignored them and directly took Summer and Rosie to Michael.
Three years ago, Leonardo leaked some news and had Michael kidnapped by his enemies. Leonardo
chose to call the police in the end because the kidnappers suddenly increased the ransom.
They cut off one of Michael's arms and tortured him. He was almost dead when he was rescued and
sent to the hospital.
When Michael recovered and left the hospital, he had been disabled and had to use a wheelchair.
Because of his physical condition, Michael's temperament changed greatly and he did not get out of
the house at all.
A servant took them to Michael's room and knocked gently on the door, "Sir, Mr. Emerson wants to see
you."
There was no response. Obviously, Michael did not want to see Leonardo.
The servant turned around and said hesitantly, "Mr. Emerson..."
Leonardo said impassively, "Step aside."
The servant hurriedly turned around and fled.
Leonardo reached out and opened the door. The room was black, and the windows were tightly shut.
The opened door admitted some light into the room, and they could vaguely see a person sitting in a
wheelchair. It was Michael.
Although it was late autumn, he didn't wear enough to keep warm and just covered himself with a
blanket.
Perhaps Michael heard the sound of the door opened, he slowly turned around and looked at the door.
His gaze fell on Leonardo first.
When he saw Summer, his expression changed suddenly.
He knew Summer was still alive, but it was a huge irony for him to see the family of three standing in
front of him unharmed.
He spent the whole life on his schemes, but in the end he got nothing. Violet went mad and was now in
a sanatorium, while Adams was buried in the explosion on the island. And he became a cripple and hid
in this dark place, living out his days with the hatred left in his heart.
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