As Kate exerted strength, the wig was taken off, revealing her hair.
Kate once had incredibly beautiful hair.
But after Kate took off the wig, only sparse hairs could be seen on her head, and Summer could even
see her bald scalp.
Summer was shocked, "You..."
Kate said calmly, "Cancer."
Then, she put the wig back on.
She was skilled, as if she had gotten used to doing this.
Summer thought for a while and asked, "Why don't you stay abroad for treatment? The medical
conditions are better there."
"There is an old saying 'the falling leaves will return to the roots'." Kate raised her chin, her pride was
undiminished. "Although I have lived abroad for so many years, to me, it is just a foreign place. If I die, I
want to be buried where I was born."
Summer understood what she meant. Kate had given up on treatment. She was here waiting for death!
The invincible and arrogant Kate, the young lady of the Emerson family, who was envied by countless
people, was waiting for her death in such a simple and remote house.
Summer had complicated feelings.
In terms of sympathy, she had none for Kate. But when she thought about it, Kate had never done
anything unforgivable to her.
Although Kate separated her from Leonardo for three years, she took care of Rosie well during that
time.
If Kate was vicious, she would kill them all.
Kate was not an unforgivable woman, nor was she a kind person.
From another perspective, she was Leonardo's sister and Rosie's aunt.
She was one of the few relatives Leonardo had in this world.
"Summer, do you know what you look like now?" Kate's words wrenched Summer's thoughts away.
Summer subconsciously reached out and touched her face.
Kate said with amusement, "You show sympathy on your face!"
Summer denied, "No, I don't."
"That's good." Kate chuckled, "Even if I am about to die, my life was glorious and much better than
yours."
Summer stared at Kate and felt strange for she could see beneath the smile.
If Kate felt that she had no regrets in her glorious life, why would she come back for Leonardo?
Although she no longer worked at the Emerson Group, she still had endless money to squander.
People had the right to be forgiven if they had not made unforgivable mistakes.
Kate probably ... woke up to her senses.
At night, Summer wanted to sleep with Rosie.
However, Rosie still resisted her and slept very late.
Summer guarded at the door until almost eleven o'clock when Rosie fell asleep on the carpet.
Only then did Summer enter. She carried Rosie onto the bed and carefully tucked her in.
She sat by the bed for a while, then got up and went downstairs to get some water.
When she came out of the kitchen, she heard knocks on the door.
It was so late, who could it be?
Summer frowned. Just as she was about to take a look, she heard footsteps.
She turned around and saw the bearded man coming down while dressing himself as he walked.
According to Kate, this bearded man was called Bruce and was a bodyguard.
But Summer always felt that he was more than a bodyguard.
Leonardo had so many bodyguards, but Summer had never seen a bodyguard like Bruce who had
such sharp and sometimes, gloomy eyes.
Seeing Summer in the hall, Bruce paused for a while and said, "I'll go open the door."
He said it straightforwardly and decisively as he strode out.
Summer did not follow him but waited in the hall for his return.
A few minutes later, she heard Bruce's footsteps.
Just by hearing the sound of footsteps, Summer discovered Bruce was not alone. There was another
person.
The door was pushed open with a creak.
Summer raised her head and looked over. She saw Leonardo walking into the room, followed by Bruce.
Summer was astounded and went over to greet him, "Why are you here?"
Leonardo did not ask how she knew about this place or how she came here.
He stared at her for a long time, then looked upstairs and asked, "Have you seen Rosie?"
When Rosie was mentioned, the atmosphere was awkward.
Summer's expression turned somber, "Yeah."
She turned around and sat down on the sofa. Leonardo followed her.
Bruce went upstairs discreetly and left the hall to Summer and Leonardo.
The two sat side by side on the sofa, looking at each other in silence.
Summer did not have the mood to continue arguing with Leonardo, nor did she want to remind
Leonardo of the person responsible for Rosie's current condition.
She just wanted Rosie to recover.
After a long time, Leonardo took the lead and said, "Rosie has instinctively put herself in a post-
traumatic state of self-isolation to seek security. As long as she lives in a safe environment, sooner or
later, she will be fine."
Summer pursed her lips and did not say anything.
"She just fell asleep. Do you want to go up and take a look?" Summer turned around and asked him.
"Okay." Leonardo nodded.
The two went upstairs one after the other to check Rosie.
When Summer came out, she left a small lamp on in the room.
When she opened the door and entered, she discovered that Rosie, who had fallen asleep, was sitting
on the blanket fiddling with something with her head lowered.
"Rosie?"
Summer called out her name. Rosie raised her head and shrank in shock. Then, she quickly returned
to the bed and covered herself tightly with the blanket.
Summer turned around and exchanged a glance with Leonardo. She quickly walked to the bedside.
She stretched out her hand tentatively, wanting to loosen the blanket.
However, just as she touched the blanket, she heard Rosie scream.
Summer withdrew her hand as if she was electrocuted.
Leonardo saw her reaction and strode over with his brows knitted. He grabbed the blanket and lifted it.
"What are you doing?" Summer spoke up, wanting to push him off.
But nobody could stop Leonardo from doing what he wanted to do.
On the bed sheet, Rosie curled up and didn't look at them.
Leonardo stretched out his long arm and picked Rosie up.
Rosie frowned and resisted, just like when Summer hugged her. She waved her little chubby fist at
Leonardo.
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