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."
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