Tim finally came to his senses.
Tim had always put Leonardo's orders first and said straight away, "I'm going right now."
After Tim left, only Leonardo and Violet were left in the room.
Violet was the same age as Tim, and Tim was two years older than Leonardo. So it was reasonable for
Leonardo to speak to Violet politely.
But he was Leonardo.
However, Leonardo's idea was much simpler.
Leonardo asked Bruce to protect Summer because he had a deal with Bruce. Leonardo gave Tim
orders because Tim was his subordinate, working with him rain or shine for nearly a decade, and it had
been his habit to send Tim around.
Although Violet was Tim's wife, she had nothing to do with Leonardo. Leonardo was not a nice man,
but he was not rude and unreasonable.
The room was awkwardly quiet. Violet thought for a moment and began a conversation about Summer.
Violet said, "Ms. Summer seems to be a little depressed. She doesn't seem to be in a good mood
recently."
Sure enough, Leonardo became serious again when it came to Summer's illness, "Will it aggravate
Summer's illness?"
Violet only wanted to make conversation to avoid embarrassment. However, Leonardo was so solemn.
Violet was a little nervous, straightened her back, and said seriously, "Yes, it will. It will be better if Ms.
Summer can be always in a good mood."
Hearing Violet's words, Leonardo looked surlier.
Leonardo's expression was quite frightening. Seeing Leonardo like this, Violet did not dare to say
anything more but could only sit and wait for Tim to take Rosie back.
Fortunately, Violet received a phone call from her colleague, who asked her about some professional
matters.
Violet heaved a sigh of relief and said apologetically to Leonardo, "Mr. Emerson, I just have to take this
call."
Leonardo only glanced at Violet. Violet got the point and got up to answer the phone.
After Violet answered the phone, she found that there was no one in the living room. Violet glanced in
the direction of Summer's bedroom. Leonardo should have entered the room to check out Summer
again.
Summer lived not far from Leonardo's villa, so Tim should be here soon.
Leonardo stood beside the bed and looked at the infusion bottle, which was half-empty. Summer
should wake up soon.
Leonardo touched Summer's face tenderly and stroked her hand. Because of the infusion, Summer's
hand was very cold. Leonardo held Summer's hand and warmed it for a while before putting it under
the quilt. Then Leonardo left without looking back.
Violet was still waiting outside when Leonardo said to her, "Tell Tim that I have left when he brings
Rosie here."
"Alright." Violet nodded and saw Leonardo walk out. Violet was surprised, "Mr. Emerson, are you
leaving now? Aren't you going to wait for Ms. Summer to wake up?"
Leonardo stopped and turned to look back. He just said, "Yeah. Please take good care of her."
"But...." Violet wanted to say something else, but Leonardo directly opened the door and left.
Few people knew about Leonardo's plan. At first, Leonardo didn't even tell Tim and Carl about it.
Warren wasn't a busybody and he wouldn't give himself the trouble, so he would keep his mouth shut.
Violet was Tim's wife, and Tim would take care of it. Not long after Leonardo left, Tim brought Rosie
here. When Tim entered the room, he saw only Violet in the living room.
As soon as Rosie went into the room, she ran towards Violet and said loudly, "Mom, Mom...."
Running to Violet, Rosie realized that she was not Summer.
"Are you Rosie?" Violet knew about Rosie. She bent down and looked at Rosie with a smile on her
face.
"Yeah. Who are you?" Rosie spoke to Violet, but Rosie's eyes were rolling and bulging as she looked
around for Summer.
Violet could tell that Rosie was looking for Summer. She felt that Rosie was dearly lovable. Violet said
gently, "I am Uncle Tim's wife. You can call me Auntie Violet."
Rosie took a small step back and turned to look at Tim.
Rosie was very vigilant. Rosie didn't believe Violet's words at once since she had never seen Violet
before. Rosie wanted to confirm with Tim whether what Violet said was true or not.
Tim nodded at Rosie and Rosie greeted Violet, "Auntie Violet."
After that, Rosie turned around and walked to Tim. Rosie tugged at Tim's sleeve and looked at him.
Rosie trusted Tim more than Violet. Tim touched Rosie's head and pushed open Summer's bedroom
door.
"Your mom is sick. Be quiet." Tim gently held Rosie's shoulders and pushed her forward.
Rosie knew what it meant to be sick. She had been sick before. People who were sick felt bad and had
to take medicine.
Rosie trotted to the bed and looked up at Summer. Seeing that Summer was sleeping with her eyes
closed, Rosie whispered, "Mom!"
Summer didn't answered, so Rosie turned around and said to Tim, "Mom is asleep."
"Yep, you can stay with her." Tim nodded at Rosie.
Rosie stood by the bed and held Summer's hand. Rosie's hands were very warm. She touched
Summer's hand and exclaimed, "Oh, mom's hand is so cold."
When Tim saw Rosie obediently standing beside the bed, he quietly left and closed the door.
"Where's Mr. Emerson? Has he left yet?" Tim went out of the room, took Violet aside and asked.
"Mr. Emerson's gone. It seemed like he didn't want Rosie to meet him." Although Leonardo didn't say
anything, Violet could guess this.
"I see." Tim nodded slightly.
Although Rosie was still young, she was very smart and knew everything. If Rosie saw Leonardo also
here, she would definitely tell Summer. Summer would suspect Leonardo and all their previous efforts
might be in vain.
Violet was a little curious, "What exactly is going on? Didn't you say that Mr. Emerson is going to marry
the Thompsons? But it seems that Mr. Emerson still cares about Ms. Summer!"
Tim frowned and shook his head, "Don't mention this to anyone. Mr. Emerson has his own plans and
many things are very complicated."
"Got it." Violet knew that things got scary and so complicated in the rich and powerful families, so she
didn't ask too much. Violet just warned worriedly, "You have to be careful."
Tim who had been rigid smiled and seemed to be gentle, "Got it."
"Mom! You're awake!" Rosie's voice came from the room, and both Tim and Violet hurriedly walked in.
Summer, who was lying on the bed, was indeed awake, but she was staring blankly.
"Mom!" Rosie smiled happily as she climbed onto the bed and avoided Summer's hand which was
having a drip.
Summer felt as if she had slept for a long time. When Summer woke up, she was in a trance. Only
when Summer heard Rosie's voice did she came to her senses.
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