Summer looked up at Lester and said indifferently, "Oh, Mr. Lester."
Lester crossed his hands in front of him and walked to Summer. He looked extremely gentle and refined.
He asked Summer, "Where are you going?"
Summer looked at Lester for a while. He seemed to be very happy. Could it be that there were achievements in his so-called experiment?
Summer felt irritated when she realized that she was the "experimental object" in his experiment. But there was nothing she could do to Lester.
"I'm going to see Stanley." Summer said bluntly.
Lester's eyebrows cocked in surprise. "Really?"
"I almost forget that you get along well with Stanley. You used to be friends." There was profound meaning in his sentence.
Summer and Stanley were indeed friends, but too many things happened between them afterwards.
"Friends?" Summer sneered. "He is your favorite foster son! Father and son can even fall out. Isn't Mr. Lester enjoying torturing Stanley? I'm just going to see how he is now."
Lester's expression changed when they talked about Stanley.
"You're wrong." Lester stretched out a finger and waved it. He denied what Summer said.
"I'm giving him a lesson so that he can learn more." He said it in an intimate way, as if Stanley was still his favorite foster son.
Lester was really lunatic. He hated Stanley so much, but he still pretended to be a righteous father. Why did he have to pretend to be like that?
Summer smiled, "As you've said, you don't seem to hate Stanley."
When Summer arrived at Stanley's room, she discovered that Stanley had been bandaged up again.
He lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling. No one knew what he was thinking.
"The bandage is quite good." Summer went towards his bed and patted Stanley's arm.
There was a slight movement on Stanley's eyebrows. He didn't show any expression except that. He was really good at enduring the pain.
Just as Summer was about to speak, she glanced at the curtains and noticed something there.
She stared at the curtains for a moment, and then turned around to meet Stanley's gaze. Stanley looked straight at her. No one knew what he was thinking.
Summer lowered her head and laughed. There was someone behind the curtains.
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