His Ugly Bride novel Chapter 689

The two adults exchanged looks and put down their phones, eating with Rosie.

It had been a long time since they ate together.

When they were sitting together for dinner now, they were no longer a family.

Rosie looked especially happy. Even Summer was in a good mood, and she treated Leonardo in a nice way.

Perhaps because the New Year approached, Rosie was very excited tonight.

It was already eleven o'clock, and she still stayed awake. She was clearly very sleepy, but she didn't want to sleep.

Summer failed to make her sleep. In the end, she had to press her on the sofa and stopped her from moving around. Rosie fell asleep soon.

As soon as Rosie fell asleep, Summer looked up at Leonardo, trying to drive him away, "You can go now."

Leonardo's face darkened a little. He raised his wrist, took a look and said softly, "It's not past midnight."

"Rosie is already asleep. You don't need to stay here anymore." Summer spoke coldly, carrying Rosie back to her room.

Leonardo, who was gloomy, looked at her back without saying a word.

After Summer put Rosie on the bed, she came out again and found nobody on the sofa.

Was Leonardo left?

After Summer looked around the room, she made sure that Leonardo had really left. Only then did she let out a sigh of relief and sat down on the sofa.

After a while, she got up, poured herself a glass of wine and placed it on the table.

She felt somewhat disappointed.

She was no longer as uncomfortable as when she just broke up with Leonardo.

Time slipped by. After midnight, messages of New Year's wishes came pouring in.

Some are obviously group texts. She couldn't even recognize some of the senders.

Summer replied to Jessica and Eliza first, and then went on with acquaintances.

After finishing it, she stood up and walked to the window. Looking at the lights outside, she felt his heart somewhat empty.

In the car parked outside the gate, Leonardo put his arm on the falling window. Ash of the burning cigarette between his fingers was yet to be flicked. He leaned back in his seat and sank into a loss.

When the phone started to vibrate, he only took it and checked the time.

It was finally past twelve o'clock.

The phone kept vibrating because text messages were pouring in. Leonardo threw his phone to the side without even looking at it.

He took the ashtray, and flicked the ashes on the cigarette into it.

Then, he took a last puff, threw away the cigarette butt and drove away.

On the first day of New Year, it snowed in Hoover.

When Summer woke up in the morning, she felt exceptionally cold.

She took out the heavy down jacket she had prepared for Rosie and dressed her. Rosie was a little fat, and she was dressed like a ball with such a thick coat.

Rosie didn't want to wear so much. She tried to stretch out her arms, her lips curling, "I can't move. I'm like a penguin."

"No, you're cuter than penguins." Summer helped Rosie put on her hat, and she pinched her face, saying that.

"No, you just want me to wear this jacket." Rosie flipped through her sleeves and said knowingly.

Summer laughed, "Of course not. I'm telling the truth."

"Adults are liars." Rosie looked down, whispering sulkily, "Yesterday Dad said he would be at our house today, but I didn't see him when I woke up this morning."