"No." Leonardo's voice was deep and hoarse, and his answer mercilessly destroyed Summer's last
glimmer of hope.
Summer had never been so desperate before. She was so desperate that she almost wanted to die.
She despaired of Karen. But Karen had never treated her sincerely, so she could still at least work very
hard and live seriously.
However, Leonardo had once loved and cared for her so much. How could he do this to her? Why did
he turn into such a devil?
In a daze, she heard someone knocking on the door like crazy.
However, suffering from both physical and mental tortures, Summer no longer had the energy to think
about that. She had a blackout and she lost consciousness.
When Summer woke up, her mind was in a fog. She had no idea where she was, and she even had the
illusion that she was already dead.
Someone approached her and whispered, "Are you awake?"
Summer turned around and saw a familiar face.
The person should be a servant from Leonardo's villa.
Leonardo....
As Summer thought of Leonardo, there was panic in her eyes, and she immediately sat up from the
bed.
She looked around and found herself still in her own room. Her clothes had been changed and so did
her sheets.
If it weren't for the fact that she was not feeling well, she could still delude herself that everything that
had happened before was a dream.
"Ms. Summer, how about eating something first? You are very weak now." The servant beside her
asked tentatively.
Summer's face was pale as she looked up at the servant. Her voice was so low that it was almost
inaudible, "Was it you ... changed my clothes?"
Seeing Summer's face, the servant said worriedly, "Yes ..."
Summer sneered, and then burst into laughter with her hands covering her face.
After Leonardo having sex with her, he asked a servant to clean her up and change her clothes as if
she was nothing? What exactly did he think she was? Was she a doll or anything?
Tears streamed down her face as Summer laughed.
The servant looked at her worriedly beside her, "Ms. Summer, are you alright?"
Summer took a deep breath and slowly wiped away the tears on her face. She raised her head to gaze
blankly at the servant and said loudly, "Get out! Get out of here now!"
She didn't want to see or hear anything about Leonardo right now. Not even a servant from Leonardo's
villa.
The servant used to work in Leonardo's villa, and she had never seen Summer like this before.
Actually, she didn't change the clothes for Summer, but Leonardo had told her to tell Summer that it
was her who changed the clothes, if she asked her.
"Ms. ... Ms. Summer ..." The servant was frightened by the look on Summer's face. She took two steps
back, but did not leave immediately.
Summer shouted, "I'm asking you to get out!"
The servant did not dare to say another word, and immediately turned around to leave.
And then Summer was left alone in the room. Sitting expressionlessly on the bed, she took a deep
breath after a while and slowly pulled over the blanket to get out of bed.
When she opened the door to walk out, she saw the servant standing by the window, making a phone
call.
"She doesn't look very well ... I know. Mr. Emerson, you..."
The servant seemed to have sensed Summer's gaze, and she turned to look in her direction.
The servant immediately fell silent. She moved her lips, but did not say a word.
Summer could guess that she was talking to Leonardo on the phone from her tone. She walked straight
over and snatched the phone from the servant's hand, leaving her in astonishment. She said coldly,
"Leonardo."
The man at the other end of the phone was silent, but Summer could still hear the sound of his
breathing.
Summer thought it was a good thing that he didn't speak, because she didn't want to hear his voice
now. She felt disgusted.
Summer gritted her teeth and said word by word, "You will regret this."
The next moment, she heard Leonardo at the other end of the phone say, "I won't."
Summer trembled slightly and angrily threw the phone away.
When the servant saw that, she felt sorry for her phone.
Summer's legs were a little shaky and she was a little dizzy. She forced herself to find her purse and
took out a pile of money from her wallet. She asked expressionlessly, "Is this enough for your phone?"
The servant nodded hurriedly, "Of course."
Summer handed the money over to her and said, "Get out now."
With fear in her eyes, the servant did not dare to accept the money. Summer directly pressed the
money into the servant's hands and pushed her to the door. She opened the door and pushed the
servant out.
At that moment, she saw Trevin standing there, leaning against the wall. She was stunned.
The servant ran away with her head down as soon as she was pushed out because Summer frightened
her, and she did not pay attention to anything else.
Trevin seemed to have been standing there at the door for a long time. His hair was a little messy, and
he was still in the suit he wore in the court. He turned around to look at Summer, and the worries in his
eyes could not be hidden at all.
He opened his mouth, as if he wanted to speak but didn't know what to say.
Summer remembered something from before. While Leonardo was pestering her, someone called her
and her phone was ringing all the time. Later in the bedroom, she had also heard the knocking vaguely.
And now Trevin was standing outside the door....
This meant it was Trevin who had called her and knocked on the door.
Trevin must have seen Leonardo, and since Leonardo had done a horrible thing like that, Summer
could guess what he would say to Trevin without asking.
Thinking of that, Summer's face became even paler. She forced herself to keep calm and not to think
about the unspeakable things Leonardo and Trevin had said or the face that Trevin knew what
Leonardo had done to her.
Summer said with a poker face, "What's up? You're looking for me?"
"Yes." Trevin nodded. He did not act frivolously as usual and said cautiously, "There are some details I
want to tell you ..."
The two of them seemed to have switched their roles. Summer was so calm, while Trevin was not
feeling ease at all.
Summer replied, "Can we talk about that another day?"
"Alright, then I'll come to you again tomorrow." Looking at her, Trevin didn't leave immediately after
saying that. It seemed like he still had something to say.
Summer was grateful to him for saving her face by not mentioning what had happened.
After a while, Trevin said seriously, "The case is over. You should treat me to dinner."
Summer nodded without hesitation, "Alright, I'll treat you to dinner tomorrow. You can choose a
restaurant for us."
"It doesn't have to be tomorrow ..." Trevin pursed his lips and frowned as he looked at her.
"Let's do it tomorrow." Summer could vaguely tell that Trevin had sensed her low mood and was giving
her time for self-healing.
However, she didn't need it. She was fine now. She was stronger than ever.
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