His Ugly Bride novel Chapter 683

Eliza reached out and brushed her hair. She spread out her hands and said, "Summer, why are you so defensive against me? Am I that kind of person in your eyes?"

Summer said indifferently, "Yes."

"Damn it!" Eliza gave a rare scold.

Summer looked at her with a faint smile, "You even wanted to steal Leonardo from me back then."

"At that time, I did not know about you and was fearless, OK?" Eliza said curtly.

Summer shook her head and said calmly, "You were just not resigned to the fact that Alisa stole Bowen from you and wanted to be her brother's wife."

An awkward look flashed across Eliza's face.

Back then, the reason why she disguised herself as a maid and sneaked into Leonardo's villa was indeed what Summer said.

When Eliza thought about it now, she felt that she was so stupid to do that. But she just didn't want to admit it.

After such a long time, Eliza felt more relieved than embarrassed when Summer mentioned it again.

Eliza took a sip of the coffee and said with great confidence, "Summer, please remember that we are in a cooperative relationship. You can't laugh at your partner like this. You should respect me and spare my feelings."

"OK." Summer replied indifferently.

Eliza felt that if she hadn't been generous, she would have had a heart attack now.

She used to think that Summer looked kind and weak.

After contacting with Summer, Eliza realized that Summer only looked weak on the surface, but was sharp inside.

"Alright. I have brought these things to you. I wish you a happy New Year in advance. We will start the group discussion Day 1 after the holiday. You will be notified later. Anyway, you don't welcome me. It's time for me to go."

Although Eliza said this, she stood there motionless.

Summer stretched out her hand to support her chin and pointed to the direction of the door, "Then why are you not leaving?"

"Why don't you ask me to stay for dinner?" Eliza rolled her eyes and said, 'Tm a famous producer at least. Don't I deserve some hospitality or respect from you?"

"Aren't you busy? Do you have time to stay for dinner?" It wasn't that Summer didn't want to ask Eliza to stay for dinner. She was really afraid that

Eliza was too busy. So, Summer didn't mention it.

There were subtleties that Summer couldn't ignore in her relationship with Eliza.

They were not particularly close, but they trusted each other. When they really needed trust, they would threaten each other.

"Of course I have time." Eliza simply leaned on the sofa and didn't move, as if she wouldn't leave before a meal.

Summer looked at the time. It was time to make lunch.

"What would you like to eat? Take a look at the ingredients in my refrigerator and choose a few. I will make them for you."

Summer walked to the refrigerator, opened the door, and gestured for Eliza to go over.

Eliza wasted no time. She seemed to be afraid that Summer would go back on her words and quickly walked over.

She looked at the ingredients in the refrigerator and muttered, "Everything is OK for me."

"Then you'd better go back." Summer was ready to close the refrigerator when Eliza immediately stopped her and said, "Come on..."

Eliza named two dishes for Summer to cook. Summer was a good cook and was good at all kinds of dishes.

Eliza was shocked when she saw this, "I never expect you to be so good at cooking! I'll invest in you. We can open a restaurant and only make three tables a day. Others can make bids and the highest bidder will get them."

Summer didn't know whether to laugh or to cry, "Ms. Austin, what I cook is food, not rare treasures or antiques."

Eliza shook her head repeatedly, "No, no, no.

You can give it a try and see if there will be a

bidder."