Chapter 427 Summer Had Always Been Special to Him

Summer returned to the kitchen and placed her hands on the table. She took a deep breath and began
to boil the water.

Leonardo had cherished every meal she had made for him in the past, and he would have never been
willing to give it to others.

Summer calmed down and continued to cook noodles.

However, this time, Summer made Leonardo a bowl of mixed dry noodles.

When the noodles were ready, Leonardo had already left.

She asked Tim, "Where is Leonardo?"

"Mr. Emerson went to the study." Tim pointed upstairs.

Summer looked upstairs and said, "Then, I'll bring it up for him."

"Ms. Summer, you..." Tim revealed a surprised expression.

He hadn't expected Summer to be so patient.

"You didn't call me Ms. Summer before," Summer turned to look at him and said with a smile.

"Mrs. Emerson?" Tim called doubtfully.

"I'll go up now." Summer nodded, admitting that she had recovered her memories.

Tim revealed a happy expression, but when he thought about Leonardo's situation, he couldn't help but
feel a little worried.



Leonardo was better before, but now he was like this again. And Summer suddenly remembered
everything.

Maybe the road to happiness was strewn with setbacks.

Summer knocked on the door.

Leonardo didn't reply.

Summer directly pushed the door open and entered.

However, just as she opened the door, something flew over. Summer tilted her body to dodge what
Leonardo was throwing over.

After it hit the ground, Summer discovered that it was a coffee cup, but it didn't break.

Leonardo roared, "Get out!"

Summer was shocked and frozen for a moment before she closed the door and walked towards him.

BANG!

The tray was placed on the desk, making a slight sound.

Leonardo subconsciously looked at Summer as she walked over.

Summer took the bowl from the tray and placed it in front of Leonardo.

Leonardo curled his lips, but there was no smile on his face, "You only know how to cook noodles, don't
you?"

Summer replied seriously, "No, I can do a lot of other dishes. You can try this one first."



Leonardo laughed out loud. However, his tone was cold, "How can you be so confident that I will eat
what you cook?"

"I didn't think that way." Summer looked down, seeming to be obedient.

Leonardo picked up his chopsticks and stirred up in the bowl. Then, he threw the chopsticks away, "It
sucks. Make another one."

So childish!

Leonardo had treated her so well in the past that she was not used to it now.

However, Summer knew that Leonardo was just feeling insecure now.

Everything that had happened to him did not correspond with what was his memories.

He had to adapt to it, but he was irritable.

Moreover, Leonardo had always had a bad temper.

When Summer thought in Leonardo's shoes, she wasn't angry at all.

She looked down, leaned over to pick up the chopsticks that Leonardo had thrown onto the desk and
picked up some noodles.

Leonardo narrowed his eyes and looked at Summer.

Summer smiled at him, her eyes shining.

Leonardo had been fascinated for a while, his brows furrowed tightly.

Suddenly, Summer reached out to pinch Leonardo's chin and stuffed the noodles into his mouth.



Leonardo was completely shocked by Summer, his eyes widened.

When Summer drew the chopsticks back, he subconsciously began to chew.

Summer suppressed her laughter. 'See? I did it.'

Leonardo got outraged.

He stood up, gritted his teeth and said, "Get the hell out of here!"

This woman was so arrogant.

No woman had ever dared to do this to him.

"Well." Summer did not get angry. She patted on her clothes and walked out proudly.

However, she suddenly turned around and walked toward Leonardo.

Before Leonardo's temper flared, she put her hands on his shoulders and tiptoed to kiss him gently on
the corner of his lips.

That was a light kiss.

Summer did it smoothly and naturally.

Then she took two steps back with a successful smile on her face. She pointed at the noodles on the
desk and said, "Remember to finish the noodles."

She walked out with ease.

Leonardo lost his temper again as he watched her disappeared from the door. He kicked the chair over,
making a loud noise.



Summer had closed the door, but upon hearing the noise, she pushed the door slightly open.

Through the crack, she saw Leonardo's angry face and the chair that he had kicked far away.

Summer closed the door with a pale face.

If she had come out a little later, would Leonardo have kicked her instead of a chair?

Probably!

When she first met Leonardo, Leonardo was good at hiding his emotions.

But now, Leonardo was really easy to get angry and lose his temper.

Leonardo, mentally in his twenties, seemed very unstable.

Summer met Tim at the staircase.

He panted and asked Summer, "Mrs. Emerson, what happened?"

The noise had been loud, so Tim was worried that Leonardo would do something to hurt Summer.

In this situation, Leonardo would not cherish Summer.

"He's having a tantrum with himself." Summer couldn't help but laugh out.

Tim was speechless. Even he had to be careful when facing Leonardo. How could Summer laugh so
easily?

On the other hand, this had confirmed his thought that no matter what happened to Leonardo, Summer
had always been special to him.

Seeing Summer walking downstairs, Tim asked, "Mrs. Emerson, are you leaving now?"



"Yes, Rosie is still with Jessica. I have to go pick her up. Please take care of Leonardo. Call me if
anything happens." She had to take care of both Rosie and Leonardo.

Leonardo was now like a bomb. It might explode at any time, so Summer could not let Rosie stay at
home.

"Then, I'll ask someone to send you back." Tim followed behind her.

Summer refused, "It's OK. I drove here."


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