If Stanley were Leonardo, he probably wouldn't have allowed himself to live. Leonardo was not that kind, but he would yield for Summer.
Leonardo cast a glance at Stanley and fixed his gaze at one end of his bed.
There was a quilt at the end of the bed, but something seemed to be missing. There was nothing under the quilt.
Stanley said indifferently, "They had been cut off already."
Leonardo darted him an icy look. "If you want to die, just die somewhere far away."
It was impossible for Leonardo to be nice to him.
After Stanley let himself go, he was no longer touchy when facing Leonardo. Without jealousy and resentment, he became even calmer.
A grin touched his mouth as he answered, "Too bad that Summer is so kind. She insisted on saving me." He sounded somewhat annoying, but what he said was the truth.
Summer was kind. She wouldn't change her mind because of the interference from others. She would do what she thought was right.
Leonardo sneered, "Since you've lost your legs, you'd better spend more time at home in the future. Don't go out if you got nothing else to do so that your hands won't be chopped off as well."
Stanley's expression turned colder as he stared at Leonardo seriously.
Moments later, he solemnly suggested to Leonardo, "If I were you, I would have killed me without letting Summer know to save any future trouble for good."
"I'm not interested in torturing the disabled." Leonardo looked down at him condescendingly with disdains in his eyes.
Stanley remained calm, but he was uncomfortable when seeing Leonardo's disdainful gaze. His face darkened.
"You saved Summer's life. And she and I will return the favor together. I'll see to it that the man who saved her will hear from us when Summer and I have our wedding ceremony again."
Leonardo lifted his chin slightly and looked down at Stanley, his voice icy cold.
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