Douglas glanced at Stanley and then bent over to whisper in Summer's ear, "Summer, I will go out first,
but I will stand at the door. Call me if you need anything."
After saying that, he glared at Stanley and left. Then only Stanley and Summer were left in the room.
This room was Stanley's office. Leonardo spent much money on it. Even if it was just Stanley's
laboratory, there was everything needed including materials and facilities.
The room was very quiet. Stanley stood beside his table while Summer sat in a wheelchair. They
looked at each other and kept silent for a long time.
At last, Stanley broke the silence, "Did you have breakfast?" He said in a natural tone, as if they were
still good friends as before.
Summer looked down and said indifferently, "Yes."
Stanley nodded. "Do you want some water?"
After saying that, he laughed with self-mockery.
It was not his home, so he didn't need to act like a host. Stanley sat on the chair with his legs crossed
and one arm on the table.
"Does Leonardo know you come here for me?" He said casually because he was just asking but didn't
care about the answer.
Summer was clear about that, so she didn't answer this question.
"I don't know what agreement you and Leonardo reached and why you are willing to follow Leonardo
here, but I only hope you won't appear in front of Rosie."
Summer no longer cared about what happened between them before, nor could she do so. She only
hoped that Rosie and Leonardo would be fine. As for others, it was none of her business.
Stanley almost burned Rosie to death. Fortunately, Rosie was young at that time and she recovered
from the aftermath very quickly. But Summer was worried that he would remind Rosie of those bad
memories.
Stanley was slightly surprised and then he looked away. "You came here just for this?"
Summer looked at him without any expression.
Stanley continued, "I thought you came here to ask about your health."
As he spoke, he observed Summer. Summer's expression did not change, nor did she say anything.
But Stanley suddenly understood something.
He sat up and said, "Summer, you never give up easily. You can still get better."
Summer just replied casually. Obviously, she wasn't much concerned about this.
"I hope you can agree to my request."
Stanley could tell that Summer was not very concerned about her health, and she might be very
pessimistic about the treatment.
He had not seen Summer for a long time. When he came here, he thought about Summer's condition.
She was healthier than he had imagined. However, Stanley was surprised because Summer was not
very active in the treatment.
Seeing that Summer was still staring at him, Stanley sneered, "I'm now relying on Leonardo for a living.
Your request is not excessive, so I can promise you."
"Alright." Summer replied, and then she turned the wheelchair to leave. Stanley could only see her
skinny shoulders and arms.
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