Summer nodded towards Tim and said, "Goodbye."
Only then did Tim run after Leonardo, "Mr. Emerson."
When he got out, Leonardo had already stood at the elevator, but he hadn't pressed the button yet.
"Mr. Emerson." Tim called him and stepped forward to press it.
Leonardo sneered, "I have never seen any woman as thick-skinned as Summer."
After hesitating for a moment, Tim corrected Leonardo, "Mr. Emerson, it seems that the only woman you know is Mrs. Emerson."
It was true. Apart from Kate, Leonardo, who was in his early twenties, didn't know any other women.
And it didn’t change much after he met Summer.
Leonardo turned around and looked at Tim coldly, "Did I ask for your opinions?"
"No." Tim lowered his head and said respectfully.
Then they heard a sound.
The elevator had just come down.
Leonardo snorted coldly and walked in.
Tim hurriedly followed.
Just as he entered the elevator, he met Leonardo's cold gaze.
He paused as he didn't know what Leonardo meant. Then he tentatively walked out.
Leonardo looked at him expressionless and said coldly, "Take the stairs."
Then he pressed the close button.
Tim was a bit embarrassed standing outside.
It had been nearly ten years. Tim couldn't help but feel a little puzzled. How could he put up with Leonardo's temper before?
However, since Tim had persisted so long, he decided to carry on.
With optimism, he thought Mr. Emerson would soon regain his memory.
Jessica walked out as soon as Tim and Leonardo left.
She was eavesdropping behind the kitchen door with Tim. And she had heard everything that Leonardo and Summer said.
Jessica patted Summer's shoulder and said gently, "Don't bother about what Mr. Emerson said. Just take him as a patient. Perhaps he will recover soon."
"I'm fine." Summer shook her head, “Leonardo always took care of me. Now it’s time for me to do something for him."
Jessica frowned and said, "That's true. I know you are worried about him, but you should also think about yourself."
"I know."
Summer suddenly thought of what happened before and smiled, "Actually, Leonardo is a bit obsessive about cleanliness. Rosie picked some dishes for him with her own chopsticks, and he still ate them. After all, the father and daughter are closely related. He is still concerned about Rosie.”
"What about you?" Jessica couldn't help but sigh as she remembered what Leonardo just said, "It's just your delusion."
Summer's expression suddenly changed, "He still has some feelings for me."
Jessica did not understand, "What?"
"I've got things to do." Summer changed the topic, "I'm going to take Rosie to bath and sleep."
Jessica was reluctant to let her go, "Wait. You haven't finished it. To be more specific, what does Mr. Emerson think of you?"
Summer smiled at her and took Rosie to take a bath.
She thought about what happened yesterday while waiting for water to fill the tub.
Yesterday, she went to Leonardo's house. After she finished cooking, she kissed him.
According to Leonardo's temperament, if he didn't have any feelings for her and even disliked her, he wouldn't have come here and had dinner with her today.
Although he said he was here to pick up Rosie, he must have come for her more or less.
She stole a kiss from Leonardo that day, but he didn't get angry and even had a meal with her. Didn't that mean he liked her?
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