His Ugly Bride (Anna and Sebastian) novel Chapter 491

Hearing her words, Leonardo was not angry. Instead, he said seriously, "I can't take care of myself. Can I share the same room with you?"

Summer was shocked by his words.

It was as if he could make his life untenable if she said "yes".

Summer didn't want to talk to him anymore. She walked over to tidy up Rosie's toys and took them to Rosie's room.

She didn't want to reason with him, as it was futile.

Sometimes he was even childish.

So, Leonardo lived in the house rented by Summer.

When he went to work the next morning, he left with his suitcase, and when he came back at night, he brought another suitcase with him.

Shoes, towels, ties... all his stuff.

In the shoe cabinet at the entrance, Summer's shoes were placed on the upper floors, and Leonardo's shoes were placed on the lower two floors.

Leonardo's shoes and suit looked basically the same, but Summer knew that these were not of the same type. Each pair of shoes was different.

The suits were of the same brand, but not the same style.

Only the style of the tie could be distinguished clearly. After all, the color and stripes were different.

There were a lot of men's items in the bathroom, too.

The bathroom was not big, and it was just enough to put Summer and Rosie's stuff. Together with the daily necessities of an adult, it seemed too crowded.

Summer watched as Leonardo tidied up his belongings in an orderly manner. He looked like a husband who had returned from a business trip and rearranged his stuff in the house.

Although this "home" was only Summer's rented house.

Summer didn't help him and just watched him from the side.

Actually, the weather was already a little cold, but Leonardo took off his coat as soon as he entered the room. He wore only a blue shirt. The cuff links had been removed, and he rolled up his sleeves to his forearms. He calmly tidied up his shoes and cleaned up his things.

There was a knock on the door.

Summer glanced at Leonardo and turned to open the door.

The door opened and two men in uniforms carried a large carton outside. "Hello, are you Mrs. Emerson? This is Mr. Emerson's desk. Please sign for it."

Summer was stupefied.

She didn't know if she should go in and praise Leonardo for preparing the desk or sign it first.

She took a deep breath and looked into the room. She happened to see Leonardo coming out of the bathroom.

Summer withdrew her gaze and lowered her head to sign.

"Mrs. Emerson, where should we put the desk?" The workers brought the desk in.

Leonardo heard them and walked out. He pointed to the floor-to-ceiling window and said, "Put it over there."

Summer raised her eyebrows and said coldly, "You have already thought it over."

"Yes." Leonardo did not care what Summer said. His expression remained unchanged as he said, "Put my desk on this side, and leave you and Rosie the other side."

He said naturally as if he really treated this place as home.

Summer could not say anything, so she went to the side to watch the workers install his desk.

Perhaps Leonardo had considered that the house wasn't very big, even though the desk was equipped with bookshelves, it didn't take up much space.

This house was an old one. Although the decoration was exquisite, the layout was very simple. The living room was spacious. Compared to some new houses, the living room was way too big.

Coincidentally, there was a small empty space.

Summer had wanted to put a desk before, but she didn't expect that Leonardo would buy one first.