Chapter 967 It&##x27;s True

There was a deafening silence.

Leonardo and Summer calmed down and looked at each other. Rosie widened her big bright eyes and
looked at Summer and then at Leonardo.

Then she said to herself, "Actually I know what it means. 'Someone is dying' means someone is about
to disappear."

"If mommy is dying, then I am going to lose my mom." Rosie pursed her lips and her eyes were teary.
She tried her best to hold the tears back, but it didn't work.

Leonardo looked sad. He didn't want to hear from anyone that Summer was dying. He even didn't allow
Rosie to say that.

He looked at Rosie with a solemn look and said in a cold tone, "Rosie, your mom won't die. Stop talking
nonsense."

"But she is so thin and she is getting thinner..." Rosie sobbed. Taking a deep breath, she wanted to
continue but failed. She tried her best to suppress her sobs. But she was too young to make it, and
sobbed louder and louder.

If Rosie kept being like this, she would be short of breath, so Summer took a deep breath and
swallowed hard. Then she said softly, "Rosie, come here."

Rosie was still sobbing, yet she walked towards her as Summer said. Summer wiped the tears off
Rosie's face and patted her back to let her breathe smoothly.

"I am okay. I just fought with your Dad. I said that because I'm angry. I love you, so I won't leave you,
my Rosie."



Summer touched Rosie's face and put her forehead against Rosie's.

Rosie sniffed, "Really?"

"It's true for sure." Summer also sobbed, "I don't lie to you."

Rosie answered in a crying tone, "All right."

Then she turned to look at Leonardo. It seemed that she was waiting for Leonardo's answer.

Kids were sensitive. They knew who loved them and who had power in the family.

Leonardo said in a hoarse voice, "What your mom said is true."

He looked very calm, at least much calmer than Summer and Rosie. However, the clenched fists
revealed his real thoughts.

No one was impeccable in the world. People had weaknesses, and weaknesses led to breakdowns.

Rosie nodded and looked relieved. At such a young age, she was smart and understood a lot.

Summer felt sorry for Rosie, but she was helpless.

Summer held Rosie into her arms and whispered, "I'll cook your favorite food for you, chicken wings,
okay?"

Rosie shook her head.

Summer knew Rosie shook her head because she was afraid that her mom would be tired, so she said
with a smile, "I'm not tired."



Rosie's nose and eyes were still red. She said seriously, "I don't like chicken wings anymore. I like
fruit."

It was easier to prepare because fruits only needed to be peeled and cut. Summer was moved and she
couldn't speak anything. She felt so sad.

Summer smiled with watery eyes, "But I like wings. I will cook it for myself, but I can't eat too much. I
need your help."


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