Summer chatted casually with Trevin for a while, and then it was time to board the plane.
"It's time for boarding." Summer raised her eyes to look at Trevin, waiting for him to stand up and leave
before she asked.
"Ms. Summer, are you going back to Hoover City? So am I." Trevin raised his hand to look at his watch
and said, "If you're also boarding the plane now, maybe we're booked the same flight."
The smile on his face gradually grew bigger.
Summer knew it was no coincidence that Trevin suddenly appeared here and happened to be on the
same flight as her. Summer kept her face calm and said softly, "Is that so? What a coincidence."
Just as Trevin was about to say something, his phone rang.
"Sorry, I have to get the phone." He lowered his head and took out his phone.
When the person at the other end of the call said something, Trevin glanced at Summer and said, "I
know."
When Summer felt Trevin's glance, she lowered her head to look at her phone.
Although Trevin didn't say much on the phone, Summer could tell that he was speaking in an impatient
tone. But he still tried to be as patient as possible with the other person on the phone.
That did stimulate Summer's curiosity about who was calling.
Trevin hung up the phone after a short while.
After he hung up the phone, he said to Summer, "Let's go and board the plane together."
Summer said, "I'm flying economy class."
Trevin smiled again, "Me too."
"Is that so?" Summer did not believe that Trevin would travel economy class. He was a wealthy young
man who lived a luxurious life. Of course, he valued his comfort the most.
Economy class was no match for first class.
"You see through me." Trevin shrugged his shoulders, his face showing that his was not embarrassed
at all after being caught.
After saying that, Trevin did not stay any longer. And Summer then queued up for boarding.
After Summer got on the plane, found her seat, and sat down, she closed her eyes to take a rest.
After a while, she felt someone sitting beside her.
She did not open her eyes, but just leaned closer to the window.
The person beside her might be trying to fetch something, since Summer could hear a rustle of the
person's clothes. When the person beside her finally settled down, she felt that something was put on
her body.
Summer immediately opened her eyes. What she saw first was a man's hands, the fingers of which
were clean and long. The man was putting a suit jacket on her body with his hands.
She turned her head and then met Stanley's smiling eyes. "I thought you fall asleep, so I didn't want
you to catch a cold."
He explained with only a few words, as if he didn't feel that his actions were inappropriate.
Summer's face was expressionless as she took off the jacket covered on her body and returned it to
him, "I won't. If I feel cold, I can ask the flight attendant for a blanket."
Stanley looked at the jacket and directly took it over without saying a word.
As soon as he took the jacket over, Summer immediately let go of it, as if he was infected with a
disease and she was afraid of touching his hand.
Stanley's face darkened as he saw her reaction.
Summer turned her head to the other side. She thought it was an unlucky day today. First, she ran into
Trevin, and now Stanley. That was not a coincidence!
Stanley and Trevin knew each other. Perhaps the two of them had scheduled to fly back to the Hoover
City on the same flight.
Stanley knew that Summer loved Rosie very much, and it was no secret that the crew was having a
break. He knew for sure that she would be eager to fly back to the Hoover City tonight.
So the reason why she met Trevin in the café in the departure lounge was that Stanley had told Trevin
where she was?
Stanley was such a smart and meticulous man. He would definitely be able to figure out her plan.
Summer paused for a moment, and then she directly asked Stanley without turning around to look at
him, "You told Trevin that I going back to the Hoover City tonight?"
"Yes." Stanley replied straightforwardly.
After confirming that, Summer only snorted but did not say anything. She felt the back of the chair
pushed backwards a little, probably because Stanley had leaned against it.
In the next moment, she heard his voice, "You don't have to waste time on Trevin. He doesn't know
anything."
Summer sat up straight and fixed her eyes at Stanley, "Rosie is also just a child and doesn't know
anything. Why didn't you think of letting her go back then?"
Neither of them was speaking in a loud voice. Since people sitting in front of and behind them were all
talking, they wouldn't hear the conversation between the two of them.
Stanley was rendered speechless for a moment when he heard Summer's words, straight-faced.
Summer asked him, "You have nothing to say, don't you?"
Stanley moved his lips and pulled his tie with his hand, "Summer, I didn't mean to hurt Rosie or you ..."
"You don't need to say anything. I understand it." Summer interrupted him, because she didn't want to
hear his excuses. "It's just that Rosie is Leonardo's daughter, and I was Leonardo's wife. Rosie and I
are both pawns you can use to fight against him, so you had no choice but to use us."
Stanley pondered for a moment and said, "I know you still hold the grudge because of those things. If
you are with me, I will make it up for you properly."
Summer did not know why Stanley still dared to say those things. She said mockingly, "Would you let
me stab you first and then apologize to you afterwards?"
Before Stanley could say a word, Summer continued, "Even if you would, I would not do that to you,
because I am not an ungrateful person who will repay kindness with ingratitude."
The expression on Stanley's poker face, which was always calm, finally began to change. For a long
time, he could not keep his face calm, just like glass which was cut into pieces could not be repaired
easily.
Their conversation resulted in a stalemate, and Summer turned her head away after a while.
Stanley did not say anything again. He leaned back in the seat and closed his eyes quietly, but
Summer knew he was not asleep, because he kept his body unmoved for a long time, not even tilting
his head once.
When the plane landed at the Hoover City International Airport, it was exactly twelve o'clock.
And it was half past twelve when Summer left the airport. She just queued up and to take a taxi home.
While sitting in the car, she was grateful that she did not meet Trevin again.
It was two o'clock when she got home.
After washing up, Summer set an alarm clock, fell back on the bed, and fell asleep.
The next morning, Summer called Tim when she left home.
"Ms. Summer," Tim continued quickly, "you're back?"
Normally, Summer would not call him so early in the morning, so he guessed that Summer might have
been back.
"Yes, I'm back. I'll take Rosie to kindergarten today. I'm already on my way." Summer had already got to
the parking lot, and she pulled the car door open and got inside.
Tim only replied with two words, "I see."
Summer then drove to Leonardo's villa and got off the car at the entrance to wait for Rosie to come out.
A thoughtful man like Tim would definitely call the servants first for her. Since she was just picking up
Rosie today, she could avoid running into Leonardo by not going into the villa.
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