The hospital was in the suburbs. Summer drove the car away towards the suburbs.
There weren't many cars here. Leonardo directly overtook Summer's car and stopped his car across the road, forcing hers to stop.
Summer did step on the brakes and stopped. But she didn't get off.
Leonardo walked over to open the door, but only found it was locked. He could not get in.
"Summer, get off!" Leonardo hammered the door.
She cast a casual glance at Leonardo, lowered the window a little, and called the traffic police directly.
"I'm on the south side of the suburb. There's a car in the middle of the road..."
Before Summer could finish, Leonardo reached in and snatched the phone away.
He hung it up, and said in a cold voice, "Get off."
Summer raised her eyebrows, opened the car door and got off.
As soon as she got out of the car, Leonardo was about to grab her hand.
Summer sensed it and dodged back, escaping his hand.
Leonardo's face darkened, and there was a mounting tension around him.
Expressionlessly, she said in a calm tone, "Let's split up."
At first, she was convinced that she was married to Leonardo, but after that, she found out her name wasn't on the marriage license, but Vicky was.
When Leonardo divorced Vicky and wanted to put Summer's name on it, she did not agree to it at once, but kept putting it off.
Women's sixth sense was the most amazing thing in the world.
She did not know why she had been dragging her feet at this issue, and now she had her answer.
Leonardo narrowed his eyes into a bizarre expression, "Say it again?"
"You don't trust me after all. I have been locked up at home like a prisoner and waited for my sentence. I've had enough."
Her look became even sterner, "It's Okay if you don't trust me. Then let's just split up. I can find evidence to prove my innocence by myself."
"Do you want to leave me?"
Leonardo sneered, "Don't be ridiculous."
Summer's face changed a little. She was carried by him and stuffed into the car. He then got in too, locked the car, and drove forward.
She was no match for Leonardo physically.
She closed her eyes tiredly, and opened again, saying coldly, "Split up, or tell me what you want to do."
Leonardo ignored her and drove silently.
Summer waited for a long time. After confirming Leonardo did not intend to answer her, she turned around and looked out of the window.
Leonardo directly sent her back to the villa, and arranged more people to guard her.
It was so safely guarded that even a fly couldn't enter.
Summer stood at the balcony on the second floor and coldly watched Leonardo giving orders to the bodyguards in the courtyard. As if sensing Summer's gaze, Leonardo looked in her direction.
Summer turned around and returned to her room.
It was still cold in February.
When she returned to her room, she curled in the sofa with a blanket, and rewrote her script.
A moment later, the door was opened from the outside.
She did not have to look up to know it was Leonardo. She was familiar with sound of his steady footsteps.
Leonardo stood in front of her and said, "I will be busy these days. Take care of yourself."
Summer did not look at him, nor did she speak.
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