Chapter 514 Get Rid of Him

Leonardo did not tiptoe, so as soon as he arrived at the kitchen door, Summer heard the footsteps
behind her.

"Wait outside." Summer said without turning her head.

After a while, she turned around and didn't see him. She took two steps back and saw Leonardo sitting
at his desk. She didn't know what he was doing.

Summer withdrew her gaze, and the water in the pot was boiling.

She cooked the noodles. When she was about to reach for the salt, her gaze fell upon the sugar in the
seasoning box. Something came to her.

Did Leonardo really think she was a pushover?

The smile on Summer's face grew wider and she happily poured half a can of sugar into the pot.

Although Rosie and Leonardo looked alike, their tastes were completely different. Rosie loved sweets
the most, while he hated them the most.

Summer took a spoon and stirred it in the pot. After confirming that all the sugar melted, she put some
soup in it and tasted it.

She only took a sip before covering her mouth and spitting it out in disgust.

It would be sickeningly sweet for Rosie.

After the noodles were placed in a bowl, Summer hesitated. Wouldn't it be too much?

When she thought of Leonardo allowing Amber sit beside him at the banquet, she made up her mind.



She took the noodles to his desk and placed them in front of him rudely. Poker-faced, she said, "Eat."

He looked up at her and said nothing. He picked up his chopsticks and began to eat them.

However, the moment the noodles entered his mouth, he stopped.

Summer pulled the chair next to him and sat down. She supported her chin with her hand and smiled
gently, "Is it delicious?"

When Leonardo swallowed it, he didn't bat an eyelid and said, "It's delicious."

"Is that so?" Summer was stunned.

"Yes." As if to confirm his words, Leonardo ate another mouthful in admiration, showing no sign of
reluctance on his face.

If Summer hadn't tasted it herself, she would have suspected that there was nothing wrong with the
noodles.

She watched him eat all the sweet and greasy noodles with a calm face. She was completely
dumbfounded. Leonardo didn't even have any soup left.

Summer looked at the empty bowl and asked, "Do you want more?"

He put down his chopsticks and shook his head. "I'm full."

Summer stood up and took the bowl and chopsticks to the kitchen.

She touched the remaining soup in the bowl. It was sickeningly sweet. That was right...

Summer walked to the kitchen door and looked into the living room. She found it empty.



When she walked out, she could vaguely hear water running from the bathroom.

She walked over and knocked on the bathroom door. "Leonardo? Are you in there?"

The sound grew louder.

After a while, he opened the door. His face was stained with water and his expression was normal.

"What are you doing there with the tap on?" As she spoke, she looked behind him.

Leonardo walked out and closed the bathroom door. "Call of nature."

She didn't believe him. Who went to the bathroom with the tap on? She wondered if Leonardo had
developed some sort of hobby behind her.

Without waiting for Summer to speak, Leonardo walked straight into the living room.

Summer watched as he took a few steps forward and covered his mouth with his hand.

Summer realized something and walked to the table to pour a glass of water and gave it to Leonardo.

He looked up at her and did not take it.

After they exchanged several glances, Leonardo said slowly, "Are you still angry?"

Summer did not answer him. Instead, she pushed the glass closer to him and said, "Drink it."

He picked it up and took a sip.

"Do you think you I can relieve my anger because you had the noodles?" There was a tinge of anger in
her voice.



Leonardo had always hated sweets. After he had finished such a big bowl of sweet noodles, he ran to
the bathroom and turned the tap on because he was afraid that she would hear him vomiting.

Luckily, he ate them without changing his expression. Summer couldn't even eat a bite.

"Then I can have one more." He smiled faintly. "Or, I'll have as much as you want, as long as it makes
you happy."

Summer was speechless. It turned out that Leonardo understood. He knew Summer was angry, so he
just ate the noodles to please her.

Humans are strange creatures.

When she and Leonardo talked over the phone earlier, she wished she could never see him again.

But now, when he forgot about his pride and showed tenderness, she couldn't help but forgive him.

Summer thought for a moment and asked him, "I still have something to ask you."

"What is it?" Leonardo was all ears, as if he would answer any questions.

Summer looked into his eyes and asked, "Why are you looking for Stanley? You've always targeted
him, just because you don't know where he comes from."

Leonardo laughed and said in a gloomy tone, "It's not so much about his identity. You're talking about
him all the time. This already causes my intention to get rid of him!"

"So, are you targeting Stanley mainly because of your prejudice against him?" Summer asked him.

Leonardo sat upright, approached her and said, "That's not prejudice." He stressed every word.



"Forget about him." Summer knew that she and Leonardo couldn't talk about Stanley.

"I've said what I need to say. You had your meal. Time to go." That was his cue to leave.

Leonardo pulled his tie loose. He hated this life where he could not live with Summer all the time.

He looked down and pondered for a moment. Then, he looked up at Summer and called her name very
solemnly.

"Summer."

"What?"

"Marry me."

"Ah?"

Summer blinked her eyes and asked him, "Say it again."

"I said..." Leonardo walked up to her and put his hands on her shoulders. "Marry me and be my wife.
We'll be together openly."

He always felt he needed to do something. It turned out to be a marriage proposal. More than once,
Stanley used this to refute him. Leonardo didn't care about that marriage certificate or a wedding.

However, others reminded him again and again that he and Summer were not lawfully wedded now.

This displeased him very much. He wanted to shut them up and stayed with her forever.


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