Chapter 1219 Write off Everything

The attending doctors were discussing the treatment as the preparation in the operating room was
underway. After having a checkup, Stanley lay on the mobile operating table, barely consciousness.

When Summer walked up to him, he minutely looked up at her.

Before she could say anything, she saw Stanley moving his lips. He was so weak that he failed to
make a sound when he spoke. She could only hear his breath.

"I know."

The room was very quiet, so Summer picked up what he said easily.

Summer didn’t know what to make of it and looked at him with a complicated expression, "Did the
doctor tell you?"

Stanley shook his head and scarcely managed to curl the corner of his lower lip. He seemed to smile at
her, but he can hardly make such a simple move. Finally, he forced a bitter smile at her.

"Family should wait outside."

The operating room was ready, so the doctor and nurse walked in.

Stanley was pushed into the room while Summer waited outside.

And Jenny had been sent to the ward.

Seeing the door closed, Summer was thinking about the smile Stanley had given her before he was
brought into the operating room.

She suddenly realized that Stanley could have known that he would lose his leg. The doctor said they
had to amputate his leg because it was too late.



Although Stanley was a psychiatrist, he was carefully raised by Lester. As an almost omnipotent man,
Stanley must have known how seriously he had been injured. But he insisted on staying outside when
Jenny was on operation.

Stanley was a scheming man. He knew very well what Jenny felt about him, and he knew how to make
the most of Jenny's attachment for him to get his business done.

Perhaps because of their similar destiny, he pitied Jenny, but he should not disregard his own health for
Jenny's sake. Therefore, Stanley stayed outside the operating room intentionally to delay the treatment
of his legs.

As for the reason, Summer sighed slowly.

Stanley would do whatever it took to get what he wanted. The same went for Stanley himself as well.
He gave up his legs, not to atone for his sins, but to survive.

After all, Summer owed him her life. If he gave up on his legs, Summer was sure to be soft-hearted.

Even if Summer knew he was just taking the opportunity to write off everything that had happened, she
couldn’t bring herself to argue with him or allow Leonardo to make things difficult for Stanley.

Stanley had suffered an unexpected misfortune when he was young. He had been taken abroad by
Lester and tormented by Lester's schemes over years. He didn’t want to go abroad anymore, and
would stay in Hoover City.

If Leonardo decided to corner him, Stanley would not be able to stay in the city at all.

Stanley was such a man. Even if he was in a sorry state, he was still able to figure his way out.

Summer pondered for a long time before her phone rang.



It was Leonardo’s call. "I'm not going home for lunch."

They were like the most ordinary couple. Leonardo would report to her such a trifle as not having
dinner at home.

Summer hummed, indicating that she heard him.

But Leonardo seemed to see through her from miles away. "Are you not at home?"

"I'm outside." Summer glanced at the door of the operating room and decided not to tell him for the
time being, "I'll tell you something when I get home."

Miraculously, Leonardo did not ask her. "Don't forget lunch. I'll go home
early."

It was Leonardo's call. "I'm not going home for lunch."

They were like the most ordinary couple. Leonardo would report to her such a trifle as not having

dinner at home.
Summer hummed, indicating that she heard him.
But Leonardo seemed to see through her from miles away. "Are you not at home?"

"I'm outside." Summer glanced at the door of the operating room and decided not to tell him for the
time being, "I'll tell you something when | get home."

Miraculously, Leonardo did not ask her. "Don't forget lunch. I'll go home

early."



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