Chapter 112: Be Good And I&##x27;ll Be Nice To You

Little Douglas shook his head, "He doesn't know."

Leonardo sneered. If it wasn't for Little Douglas and Summer being together, he might have praised
Little Douglas for his courage.

"What's going on between you and Summer?"

No wonder Summer's behavior recently was somewhat abnormal. It turned out that she already knew
his identity.

Although he had thought about it, he never thought that it was because she had met Little Douglas.

"Is she really your wife?" Little Douglas asked eagerly.

"Yes." Leonardo raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at him with a faint smile.

Little Douglas said angrily, "Isn't your wife ugly?"

"Say it again." Leonardo's tone did not change, but he seemed to be very angry.

Little Douglas did not dare to say it again, but told Leonardo honestly everything that had happened in
the past few days.

Finally, he also praised Summer's cooking skills, "Summer cooks well."

Leonardo looked at him sharply, "What did you call her?"

Under his threat, Little Douglas said in a low voice, "Mrs. Emerson."

Summer hid behind the handrail on the second floor and looked at Little Douglas. She felt an
inexplicable sense of familiarity.



She sometimes looked the same as Little Douglas in front of Leonardo.

...

Leonardo told Tim to arrange a room for Little Douglas. When he raised his head, he saw Summer
walking downstairs with her suitcase.

Leonardo's gaze lingered on her suitcase for a few seconds and he said coldly, "What are you doing?"

"What do you think?" Right now, she could not live calmly in a house with Leonardo.

"Help Mrs. Emerson bring her suitcase to the main bedroom." Leonardo looked at Summer, but he
ordered the bodyguards instead.

The bodyguards picked up Summer's suitcase immediately and went upstairs to Leonardo's bedroom.

Summer had no time to stop them.

Summer bit her lips, turned to him and shouted, "Leonardo, don't be so arrogant!"

Leonardo said indifferently, "We are husband and wife. What's the problem with us living in the same
room?"

Summer felt that Leonardo was no less shameless than the Jarretts.

She could not persuade Leonardo and didn't want to argue with him. She wanted to walk outside, but
before she could reach the door, she was stopped by a bodyguard.

She turned around to look at Leonardo and said, "What do you mean by that?"

Leonardo did not answer her question immediately. He stood up and tidied his sleeves slowly. His
expression was exceptionally indifferent. "Do you think that you can enter and exit my house as you



wish?"

Summer's expression changed slightly.

There were rumors outside saying that Leonardo was a disfigured and disabled man, but in fact, he
was very healthy. The person who knew the truth must be someone very close to him.

Now that Summer knew the truth, he wouldn't let her go easily.

Seeing that Summer's expression had changed, Leonardo knew that she understood what he meant.

He walked over to Summer slowly and curled his lips. However, his smile was cold. "People who are
related to me can't escape so easily. Besides, you're my wife. Don't think too much and don't do
useless things. Even if you die, you can only be buried next to me."

Summer had been married to Leonardo for nearly three months and had always seen the arrogant
"Douglas". This was the first time she had seen Leonardo had such aggressive and dangerous eyes
like a ferocious beast.

His eyes were not like a simple young man from a rich family, but rather like a devil crawling out of the
darkness.

She thought of Little Douglas's evaluation of Leonardo- a real Satan.

Leonardo looked at the expression on Summer's face with satisfaction and said in a low voice, "Don't
have such a frightened expression. Be good and I'll be nice to you."

Is she frightened?

Summer clenched her hands tightly, only to discover that her palms were already wet with sweat.



She remembered that when she was in the rented house and took bullets out for Leonardo without
anesthetic, he did not say anything and did not faint.

She should have thought long ago that a man with such extreme perseverance could not be just an
arrogant and tyrannical man from a wealthy family. He must have a deeper mind than anyone else, and
he must be a devil who crawled out of the hell.

Summer opened her mouth, only to find that she could not even speak.

Leonardo reached out and touched her head. His movement was so gentle that it was almost strange,
"You haven't seen our room yet. I'll show you."

Summer struggled for a moment, but Leonardo ignored her struggle. Instead, he pulled her forcefully
upstairs to the main bedroom.

He took Summer to the cloakroom.

The moment Summer entered, she was astonished.

In the cloakroom, more than half of the space were filled with women's clothes. They were all the new
models, including bags and shoes.

With so many clothes, it would take her several months to try them on.

Leonardo stood beside her and watched her expression.

Carl said that no woman didn't like these things.

Seeing Summer's surprised expression, Leonardo said, "These are all prepared according to your
figure?"



Summer turned around and looked at him coldly. "It seems that Mr. Emerson is very good at giving a
reward after punishment."

It seemed that Leonardo had never known how to admit mistakes and apologize. What he wanted was
to control others and hold absolute initiative in his hands.

Originally, Summer had known his true identity. Before she could take an initiative and question
Leonardo, Leonardo had discovered and found her and Little Douglas.

Leonardo smiled, "You can view this as a little fun between us. It's more appropriate."

Damn it!

Summer walked out with a sullen face, not wanting to talk to him.

If she looked at Leonardo again, she would be tempted to fight with him. However, she did not dare to
do so. The best way was not to look at him.

She returned to her room but found that the bed in the room had disappeared.

She turned around and ran to the corridor. She looked over the railing and saw the bodyguards
carrying the bed out of the hall.

Leonardo must be insane!

He actually moved her bed away so that she had no other choice but to live in the main bedroom.

Little Douglas walked out. He walked over to her, looked over the railing as she did. He followed her
line of sight and said, "Leonardo treats you well."

Summer was speechless.



Little Douglas was serious. "If it were me, he couldn’t accept that someone threw the bed out. He would
throw me out directly."

Summer didn't feel better. She looked at him coldly, "Are you really his cousin?"

"Yes, my mother and his father are siblings." Little Douglas shrugged. He couldn't change that,
either.


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