Summer found her speechless after Leonardo's words.

She stared at Leonardo, observing his expressions and guessing what he was thinking.

But she got nothing from his expressions.

She said impatiently, "So you take it for granted that you kept everything you thought you didn't want me to know from me? Do you think it was good for me?"

Leonardo narrowed his eyes and asked, "Do you think telling you everything is good for you then?"

Summer felt that her knowledge of Leonardo was so limited after all.

Was he smart? No, he was so obsessive and stubborn.

What she and Leonardo tried to express was not even close.

"Go to sleep." Summer stood up and walked upstairs.

The bedroom that Kate prepared for her was the one Leonardo stayed last time.

The room was cozy and the bed was soft.

Turning off the light, Summer’s eyes remained open in the darkness. She couldn't sleep.

She kept tossing and turning, thinking about Rosie.

When she thought Leonardo had fallen asleep, she sat up and turned on the bedside lamp, about to check on Rosie.

She was still worried about Rosie.

However, she had only just stood up when Leonardo, who she thought was sleeping, sat up too and asked in a clear voice, "Where are you going?"

Summer was startled. She turned to look at Leonardo and said, "You..."

She paused for a moment before continuing, "I want to check on Rosie."

"I'll go." Leonardo got out of bed, putting on his coat and went out.

This just happened so fast. Before Summer could react, the door was closed.

But she still followed.

Rosie was in sound sleep.

Back in the room, they did not go to bed in sync.

"I don't want you to know about it because I don't want to see you like this."

Leonardo spoke. In the silent night, his voice sounded deeper with mixed feelings.

"But if I found it out a long time later, have you ever thought how guilty I would feel?" Summer did not expect Leonardo to understand her.

Neither of them had a good sleep at night.

The next morning, they got up early.

Summer went to check on Rosie before going downstairs to make breakfast.copy right hot novel pub