This particular illness could be psychological, mental, or physical. Stanley was covered in secrets and was too complicated.
Summer slightly lowered her eyes, hiding her emotions and asked, "Can we go in now?"
"Come in." Only then did Stanley notice that she had also brought Rosie.
The smile on Stanley's face deepened. He reached out to touch Rosie's head and said, "Rosie."
Rosie called out, "Uncle Stanley."
Summer felt that Rosie was leaning towards her, as if she was rejecting Stanley.
Stanley turned around and walked inside. Summer brought Rosie inside.
After entering the study, Summer and Rosie sat down on the sofa.
"What can I do for you?" Summer asked him.
"Don't you want to know what I had said to Leonardo?" Stanley poured a glass of water for her and said in a casual and relaxed tone."
Summer raised her eyes slightly. There was no emotion in her eyes. "If you want to tell me, you can tell me directly."
On the other hand, when Rosie heard the words "Leonardo," she touched Summer's waist. Summer turned around to look at her and saw some doubts in Rosie's eyes.
When Rosie saw Summer looking at her, she whispered, "Daddy."
Summer held her small hand in her hand and said without raising her head, "If you want to tell me, just tell me."
Previously, she had seen Stanley throwing things outside Stanley's study. She could naturally guess that Leonardo had definitely not said anything good in Stanley's study.
Stanley chuckled, his laughter sounding a little cold.
He pushed the water to Summer and said softly, "Have a drink."
"Thank you." But Summer did not reach for the water.
The room fell silent for a moment, and neither of them spoke.
Rosie leaned against Summer and lowered her head to play with the zipper on her clothes.
It was like a silent farce. They didn't say anything special, but it gave off an inexplicable sense of absurdity.
After a while, Stanley said slowly, "Let's see who will win."
After saying that, he raised his head and smiled meaningfully at Summer.copy right hot novel pub