In the ward.
The medical equipment sounded regularly from time to time.
It was at this moment that Summer woke up on the bed.
She opened her eyes slightly, and the sound of people coming and going in the corridor outside the
ward was the first to reach her ears, and then the sound of the medical equipment nearby.
She moved her fingers and found her finger was clamped by something.
She tilted her head and saw that it was a finger clip connected to the monitor.
Summer took off the finger clip and sat up with difficulty.
She first looked around the ward, which was very spacious and bright.
It should be a VIP ward in a private hospital. The equipment looked pretty new. In the ward, besides
her bed, there were also a set of sofa and a table, as well as another bed for visitors.
She felt a little confused.
The fire, Rosie, and Leonardo.
As her memories gradually returned to her, Summer's sickly pale face instantly turned even paler.
At this moment, a nurse opened the door and walked in.
When the nurse saw that Summer was awake, she was surprised and said, "You're awake."
The nurse was speaking English.
Summer looked at the nurse and didn't say anything.
The nurse hurriedly put down the things in her hand, "I'll go call your friend over now. Wait a moment..."
Seeing that Summer didn't respond to her, the nurse thought that she didn't understand English. So the
nurse made a gesture and tried very hard to put it into Chinese, "Wait... for... me."
She said with great difficulty and her accent was a little heavy.
Summer nodded.
The nurse smiled and left.
When the nurse went out, she left the door somewhat ajar. Before long, Summer heard a cluster of
footsteps coming from afar.
With a squeak, the door was pushed open.
When she saw the person clearly, the hope in Summer's eyes disappeared.
"You're awake?" Jenny walked up to her and looked down at her, "How do you feel?"
Summer remained silent.
Jenny frowned slightly and turned to the nurse, "Check her brain and see if it's damaged by the
smoke."
The nurse didn't say anything when she saw Jenny looked unkind. She just went out and called for a
doctor.
Throughout the checking, Summer still remained silent.
It was just a routine examination, and the results were out very soon.
"Ms. Jenny, Ms. Summer is perfectly fine. She's just weak."
After receiving the doctor's reply, Jenny raised her hand to signal that they could leave.
The doctor, the nurse, and Jenny's men left the ward.
"Summer, I know what you're feeling right now, but we can't bring the dead back to life. My
condolences." Jenny's tone was extremely cold.
Summer, who had been expressionless all this time, finally changed her expression. She asked in a
hoarse voice, "Who's dead?"
Her throat was smoked when she was caught in the fire. So now it was quite difficult for her to speak,
and her voice was so hoarse that it was not as pleasant to the ear as it used to be.
Jenny looked somewhat pitiful, "Just face the reality. Rosie is dead."
Summer had beautiful eyes, like those of a cat, which were very rare. They usually looked gentle and
bright. When they smiled, they were moving and infectious.
At this moment, she just widened her cat-like eyes and stared at Jenny with a cold gaze.
The coldness in her eyes was so deep that it looked as if it would flow out the next moment.
Jenny had seen things. But Summer's cold gaze now sent an unsettling chill down her back.
She regarded Summer as an imaginary enemy. Even though she had some sympathy for Summer
now, she did not want to admit that Summer's gaze had just stirred up her fear.
Jenny raised her chin involuntarily and said expressionlessly, "The corpse has been found. The DNA
was Rosie's, as it has been found. There is no need to expect her to have made her escape. What I
said is the truth."
The slight change of expression on Summer's face disappeared now.
As if she didn't hear Jenny's words, she turned around and stared at the bouquet on the bedside table.
It was a bouquet of fresh lilies, and when she took a deep breath, she could smell the fragrance of the
lilies. Below was a translucent white glass vase. It looked clear and beautiful.
Summer's gaze was fixed on the glass vase.
Jenny looked at Summer's reactions and stared at the vase, then shifted her gaze back to Summer.
She tentatively called, "Summer?"
Maybe it was too much for her to bear? Could she be dumb?
However, she didn't think that Summer couldn't bear it.
This woman was not as fragile as she looked.
Summer stared at the vase for a while, then reached out to pick it up, and put it on the quilt.
She looked down at the lilies with her eyes fixed, as if she was looking at something precious.
After a few seconds, she asked softly but didn't raise her head, "What did you say?"
Jenny originally planned to leave after she finished speaking, but Summer's look made her extremely
confused, so she stayed to see what was going on with Summer.
Summer's reaction was too strange and too calm.
It was also possible that Rosie's death had dealt her too much of a blow.
Since Summer asked, Jenny didn't mind to repeat it again.
"Your daughter is dead. The fire in the villa has been put out. There is a charred dead body of a child
inside. It has been tested. The DNA of that body matches your daughter's. Now..."
Before she could finish the words "are you clear", Jenny immediately raised her hands to block the
vase that was flying towards her.
Summer threw it very hard. Though Jenny reached out to block it and it did not hit her face, her hands
were still struck numb.
Jenny shook her hands forcefully and said in utmost anger, "Summer! Are you crazy?"
She was determined that Summer was really driven mad by the news! She actually threw the vase at
her!
Summer's eyes were as cold as a frosty night. She slightly moved her red lips and said in clear voice,
"Go away!"
"Go away? Are you out of your mind?" Jenny was a proud woman. She sympathized Summer. But right
now, the last little bit of sympathy in her heart had completely disappeared.
Summer's poker face remained. She reached out and threw everything she could get at Jenny.
Jenny was caught off guard, and she tried to block those things with her hands, but it was still
inevitable that she was hit by something Summer threw over.
What was good about a VIP ward was that there were many things that Summer could throw.
Jenny couldn't dodge them all, so she could only retreat indignantly.
Finally, Summer had nothing to throw. She roared in a low and hoarse voice, "Get out!"
Right now, Summer was sitting on the bed, pale and weak. Clearly, she couldn't pose any threat now,
but Jenny just opened her mouth and didn't dare to make a sound.
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