His Ugly Bride novel Chapter 396

Summer curved her lips and smiled stiffly. "I know you are very rich, Mr. Emerson, but I don't want to spend your money."

She stayed at Stanley's for a while. Summer didn't need too many daily necessities, but buying them still cost her a lot of money.

Those things were still fine. Why did he insist on throwing them away?

Leonardo looked at her with a light smile, his voice deep. "Don't want to spend my money? You find it alright to spend Stanley's money, don't you?"

"Mr. Emerson, please don't judge others when you don't know the truth. You are slandering him!

Summer found Leonardo was too self-righteous.

Stanley had never offended him. Why did he target Stanley?

Or was it because Leonardo was just so arrogant that didn't care other people's feelings?

Summer didn't give him a chance to refute. She added, "Also, whose money I spend is none of your business."

She did use Stanley's money, but she had taken notes on all her debts, including the hospitalization fees three years ago.

She had her own way of doing things.

Hearing that, Leonardo's face darkened.

How could she be so silly!

Not wanting to hear unpleasant words, Summer strode out as soon as she finished speaking, not giving him a chance to argue.

Behind her came his bellow, "Summer!"

Summer clenched her fists in smugness. She won the fight.

Outside, Summer briefed Stanley on the situation.

Stanley said with a smile, "It's fine. I'll keep all your things for you."

It was a coincidence that Leonardo, who had just walked out of the room, overheard it.

He walked over and looked at Summer coolly. "Aren't you going back to pack your things?"

"Huh?" Didn't he just say there was no need to go back?

Leonardo urged her impatiently, "Hurry up!"

Summer followed him subconsciously.

She took a few steps before turning to look at Stanley.

He smiled at her and followed.

Summer stood in the living room, staring blankly at Leonardo who was commanding his subordinates to help her pack her luggage.

Leonardo was after all the president of Emerson Group, a multinational company. Didn't he have much better things to do?

Could it be that the Emerson Group was about to go bankrupt?

She said that she didn't have too much things, but Leonardo insisted on helping her out.

But the helpers stood in the room, with nothing to do. Summer saved them from embarrassment by explaining, "I can do it myself. These things are personal..."

It wasn't their fault. She only had few things to pack up.

Leonardo glanced around at the doorstep. Clearly, Summer lived alone in the apartment.

He inadvertently asked, "Isn't Stanley living here?"

Summer said while packing, "He has his own apartment."

Leonardo pondered for a moment but didn't say anything else.

When Summer finished and went out, Leonardo's subordinates took over her luggage and went into the elevator.

Summer asked Leonardo, "Wasn't your apartment opposite mine?"

Glancing at her, Leonardo said coolly, "It's too small for us."

Summer pursed her lips and remained silent.

The residential area was upscale and apartments usually had multiple stories. It wasn't small at all.

Moreover, Leonardo just moved here. Now he moved again...