Chapter 329 It Hurts

Hearing this, Adams asked, "Do you have his number?"

"Yes," Summer said after a pause.

She hadn't contacted Douglas since she came back. Occasionally, Douglas would send her WeChat
messages, but the two of them would only have small talks.

After what had happened to Nathan, Summer was worried about Douglas. However, she could not
directly go to him.

After all, she was "not Leonardo's wife" now. How could she know that Nathan had had a car accident?

Now that Adams had taken the initiative to look for her, he had given her a proper reason to look for
Douglas.

Adams nodded slightly and said with gratitude, "Thank you."

"If I knew that Douglas was having a hard time, I would have gone to him myself without you telling
me." Summer's tone was cold and distant.

Adams seemed to have thought of something. His expression changed slightly, but in the end, he only
smiled.

After Adams left, Summer called Leonardo.

Leonardo was about to hold a meeting. However, after he found that it was Summer calling, he took his
phone and got up.

He walked outside the meeting room and asked Summer in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

"Adams came looking for me just now."



"What did he want?" Leonardo frowned slightly as his tone turned cold. Obviously, he was also very
wary of Adams, just like Summer.

"He told me about what happened to Nathan, and asked me to chat with Douglas when I had time,"
Summer told Leonardo what Adams told her.

After a moment of silence, Leonardo said, "Are you OK with it?"

"Of course." Summer paused and said, "Actually, I think Douglas likes you very much. If you have time,
you can go and console him."

Although she and Douglas had spent some time together and they got on pretty well, Summer felt that
at the bottom of Douglas’ heart, Leonardo would still be most special.

Leonardo's tone became a little colder as he said, "I don't have time. You can go and talk to him. I'm
going to have a meeting soon, so I'm gonna hang up."

"Fine."

After hanging up, Summer became deeply in thought with the phone in her hand. 'Leonardo can't be
blaming himself, right?' she said to herself.

At that time, Nathan was going to meet Leonardo. It was on the road at the entrance of the coffee shop
where they had agreed to go that the accident happened. Nathan died on the spot.

It sounded a little unbelievable, but it was the truth.

Judging from Leonardo's attitude, he did not believe that the car crash was merely an accident.

“Forget it. I can't figure it out anyway.” Summer thought.

That night, she sent Douglas a WeChat message.



"Douglas, what are you doing?"

After a few minutes, Douglas replied, "I'm doing my homework."

Summer looked at the calendar and realized that it would be September in a few days. Douglas and
the others were about to start school soon.

"Is there still a lot left? Do you have time to have breakfast with me tomorrow?"

"Yes."

Summer looked at his reply helplessly.

Usually, the child would chat with her nonstop on WeChat, but now, he was almost like Leonardo. He
would not speak a needless word.

Then, Summer told Douglas when and where they were going to meet tomorrow.

The next day, Summer arrived at the restaurant in advance.

She had come to this restaurant with Douglas before.

Douglas was very punctual. He arrived just on time.

Douglas didn't look well. His face was pale, and almost half of his eyes were covered by his natural
curly hair. He looked like a gloomy young man.

With a backpack, white short sleeves and grey knee-length quintiles, Douglas looked quite thin.

He looked around at the door and saw Summer sitting by the window.

"Summer." He sat down opposite Summer.



He took off his backpack and put it aside, then looked up at Summer.

However, his little curly hair was so long that Summer could hardly see his eyes clearly. She only felt
that he was listless now, like a dejected puppy with its head lowered, looking pitiful and painful.

Summer hadn't seen him for a while.

She smiled at Douglas and said, "Very punctual, but you really need a haircut."

"I've been busy with my homework these days. I'm going to cut it in a few more days--maybe the day
before school starts." Douglas rubbed his hair and said embarrassedly.

Summer made an offer tentatively, "Why don't we go to the barber's later together?"

Douglas was still willing to listen to Summer's words. He nodded obediently and said, "OK."

"Come on, let's order first." Summer handed the menu to him.

Douglas ordered two dishes and Summer ordered the rest.

However, Douglas didn't eat much. He used to be an eater, yet he hadn't eaten half as much as
Summer this time.

Looking at this, Summer felt extremely painful.

She helped him with the dishes and asked, "Do you want some more?"

"No." Douglas only shook his head.

"Alright, then we won't eat anymore. Let's go and find a barber's shop to get your hair cut." Summer
asked the waiter and paid the bill. Then, she was about to take Douglas to get a haircut.



As soon as the two of them left the restaurant, they were stopped by a group of bodyguards.

The bodyguards' gazes fell on Douglas. One of them stepped forward and called out to Douglas, "Mr.
Douglas."

Summer turned to look at Douglas.

Douglas frowned. He said coldly, which was rare, "Why are you following me? It's not like I'm going to
die! I'll go back by myself later."

There was no expression on his face when he said this. That cold aura was somewhat similar to that of
Leonardo's.

Summer could not help turning her head to look at Douglas when she heard what he said.

Naturally, she knew these people were probably sent by the Emersons to protect Douglas.

The bodyguards didn't say anything.

Douglas turned to look at Summer and said, "Summer, let's go."

The two of them walked forward, and the bodyguards in front of them moved aside.

Summer was a little surprised that these bodyguards would make way for them, but when she raised
her head, she saw Violet walking towards them.

Violet was in a hurry. She only saw Douglas, while completely ignored Summer.

"Douglas, how could you go out alone? Don't you know how worried I am about you?" Violet walked
over and looked at him carefully, as if she was checking whether he was injured.



"I have my arms and legs, and my mind is normal. I'm already fifteen years old. I can already be
considered an adult in some other countries. Why can't I go out alone?"

Even Summer could tell that Douglas’s tone was very aggressive, let alone Violet, Douglas’s mother.

Violet's already pale face instantly turned even paler. "I was just worried about you."

"I'm fine. I don't need you to worry about me. You can go back now." After Douglas finished speaking,
he turned to look at Summer.

"| have my arms and legs, and my mind is normal. I'm already fifteen years old. | can already be
considered an adult in some other countries. Why can't | go out alone?"

Even Summer could tell that Douglas’s tone was very aggressive, let alone Violet, Douglas’s mother.
Violet's already pale face instantly turned even paler. "| was just worried about you."

"I'm fine. | don't need you to worry about me. You can go back now." After Douglas finished speaking,
he turned to look at Summer.



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