Summer stopped talking. She walked over to the car and got in it.
Leonardo followed closely behind.
When he got in the car, Summer's phone rang.
While Summer was answering the phone, Leonardo leaned over and buckled her seat belt.
Summer wanted to refuse, as she didn't want Leonardo to help her with her seat belt. However,
Leonardo was tough. Summer had to answer the phone, so she could only glare at him.
The person who called her was Spencer, who hadn't contacted her since she met Vicky.
"Spencer." Hearing Spencer's name, Leonardo looked up at Summer.
Summer did not notice that Leonardo was looking at her. She waited for Spencer to speak on the other
end of the phone.
Spencer only said, "Grandpa is dying."
Summer was dumfounded. After a while, she recovered from her surprise and said, "I see."
"Are you really not going to see Grandpa for the last time?" Spencer paused for a moment, and then he
changed his tone and said helplessly, "Summer, just do me a favor. Come back and take a last look at
him, OK?"
Summer did not immediately reply to Spencer, but turned to look out of the window.
This summer seems to be exceptionally long. After so many things had happened, she thought it
should be autumn now. But the pedestrians on the road outside were still wearing short-sleeved shirts
and skirts. It was still summer.
Spencer did not urge her. He thought that Summer was thinking about this matter.
Summer looked away and said straightforwardly, "I will come to his funeral."
"You..." Spencer asked, "Are you still holding a grudge against Grandpa?"
"No, I just don't think it's necessary for me to visit him." Summer had long regarded herself an outsider
of the Jarretts.
Back then, they forced her to marry Leonardo as a substitute for Vicky. Later, they disowned her in the
newspaper and took advantage of her again and again....
She still remembered those things clearly. However, after all these years, she gradually stopped hating
them.
How could she be disappointed or resentful since she never had hope for them? She just didn't think
she needed to see him one last time.
She was not reluctant to part with Alexander, and she supposed Alexander didn't have any last words
to say to her. So, she didn't need to go.
Summer hung up the phone before Spencer could say anything else.
Leonardo said from the side, "Alexander's funeral?"
Summer ran her hand through her hair. She turned to look at Leonardo and said, "Is there anything you
don't know?"
Leonardo came to her very frequently in the past few days, but he was in the dark.
She didn't know how Leonardo learnt these things.
Leonardo only said, "Yes."
"What is it?" Summer was curious.
"I don't know when you'll forgive me," Leonardo said calmly with his eyes focusing on the road.
Summer was a little surprised. She turned away and said casually, "Do you need forgiveness, Mr.
Emerson? What do you think you did wrong?"
In fact, Leonardo did not feel he had done anything wrong.
He was right about loving Summer.
He was right about dealing with Stanley in the best way he thought without joining Summer.
Leonardo did not answer Summer. Summer realized that Leonardo believed he had done nothing
wrong.
She pursed her lips and remained silence.
When the car arrived at the entrance of the community, Summer saw Trevin standing at the entrance of
the community at a glance.
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