Summer stood in front of the door to her apartment and slowly took out the key. Just as she inserted it
into the keyhole, she heard a door open and close.
She turned around and saw someone close the door to the opposite apartment. Did Bruce really live
here? Was it just a coincidence? Did this kind of thing really exist?
She narrowed her eyes slightly and pondered for a moment before entering her own apartment.
But as soon as she came in, Bruce, who had closed the door of his room, suddenly opened it again.
He stood by his door and glanced at her door before taking out his phone and dialing a number.
"I've met her. I think she is a little suspicious of me."
The guy he called said something, but Bruce listened carefully and replied expressionlessly, "Got it."
The next day.
When she went out, she took a glance at Bruce's door. It was tightly shut. She didn't know whether he
was at home.
She planned to stop by Leonardo's house for Rosie on her way to Eliza's studio. She had breakfast at a
restaurant and picked up some delicate cupcakes in a bakery for Rosie.
She checked the time and drove to Leonardo's villa, thought he had left by then.
She saw a car parked at the villa's gate when she arrived. Its trunk was open, and a bodyguard was
putting luggage inside. It looked like someone was going on a journey.
She glanced into the house and frowned slightly. "Is Leonardo at home?"
The bodyguard knew who she was. Although she wasn't living here, Leonardo agreed to let her visit
Rosie, which meant she was special to him. Therefore, the bodyguard was nice to her.
He said respectfully, "Mr. Emerson went out early in the morning."
"Then why the luggage? Who is leaving?"
Before he could answer, Kate yelled walking out of the house, "Summer."
Summer looked up and saw her coming over bundled up. Remembering what Bruce had said
yesterday, Summer asked, "Are you leaving?"
"Yes, I will see a doctor overseas." Kate dipped her head. She was wearing a thick woolen scarf and
gloves, feeble and shuddering in the cold.
Bruce had prepared her for this yesterday, so Summer was not surprised. However, Kate misread
Summer's calm look.
Kate assumed Leonardo asked her to get treatment because Summer persuaded him. Kate sniffed and
said in a hoarse voice, "Thank you, Summer."
Summer was puzzled. "What are you thanking me for?"
Figuring Summer wanted to avoid the subject, she gave her a faint smile. Kate didn't wear any
makeup, but like Leonardo, her skin was fair and perfect, even though it was pale from sickness.
"Miss, it's time," the bodyguard urged Kate.
Kate looked up at Summer and said, "I'm leaving. I wish you and Leonardo a lifetime of happiness."
She sounded calm, as if already accepting her fate of possible doom. Summer expressionlessly asked,
"Where is Bruce? Why isn't he here?"
Kate froze before replying softly, "We are not that close. Why would I bring him?"
In fact, Bruce did not want to leave the country with her. Kate was too proud to tell Summer she wished
Bruce could accompany her, and it didn't matter anymore, because he would not do that for her.
Summer had no idea what was on Kate's mind. She was somewhat puzzled. It looked like Bruce was
right. Kate was leaving without him.
Summer was having mixed feelings, but she could only say, "Take care."
"You, too." Kate appeared to have something else to say, but she kept it to herself and got into the car.
Summer entered the villa after Kate left. The house looked empty without Bruce and Kate in it. Summer
was only accompanied by bodyguards and servants.
"Ms. K ... Ms. Summer." The servants had trouble adjusting to the addressing.
Summer nodded slightly and went upstairs to look for Rosie.
Rosie was getting better. She heard the door open and turned her head over her shoulders. Her eyes lit
up when she saw Summer, but she did not say anything.
Summer sat with Rosie in her room for a while before persuading her to watch TV downstairs.
Children loved cartoons. She couldn't say no to that.
Summer brought her to the hall. When she changed the channels, a latest piece of entertainment news
caught her attention.
"Last night, Mr. Emerson, the president of Emerson Group, returned home with a woman. It is
understood this Miss Amber was engaged to him...."
Summer pursed her lips and changed the channel.
"Leonardo has gotten back together with his ex-fiancé...."
The news was on another channel.
With this publicity stunt swirling around, Emerson Group might not need to hire a celebrity to draw
attention, which would save it a fortune on ads.
Summer gritted her teeth and continued to change channels. But she couldn't find one that was not
airing that news.
Even the TV was trying to fire her up. She turned her head and smiled at Rosie. "Rosie, there's nothing
interesting on TV. Let's skip it today."
Rosie pointed at the TV and said clearly, her eyes wide open, "I want to watch Leonoodle."
She recognized him in the news.
"He is not that good-looking." Summer wanted to change the channel again.
But Rosie frowned and countered, "Yes, he is."
Summer couldn't refute her. She had no choice but to change it back. Rosie stared at the Leonardo on
TV with great interest. Then, she piped up, "Like me."
Summer was drinking water and almost choked when she heard that. Rosie turned to look at her
doubtfully and asked, "Do you have a cold?"
"Yes ... I am under the weather...." Summer played along and coughed again. What had Rosie just
said? Did Rosie mean Leonardo looked good because he resembled herself?
Rosie said seriously, "Take some pills."
"Okay, I will." Summer put on a wry smile.
She felt Rosie opened up today, but the girl was still as nonchalant as Leonardo.
The news about him was brief. Summer switched to the Children's Channel for cartoons, and Rosie let
her. To Summer's surprise, not long after, Rosie complained indifferently, "This is boring."
Summer was surprised.
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