She knew her body better than anyone else.
Her legs couldn't move at all, which was definitely not because she had slept for too long.
She trusted Leonardo completely because she didn't want to think about the worst. But now, she had gradually calmed down, and chose to accept the reality.
Leonardo maintained that posture without moving or making a sound. Summer knew that he was not thinking about how to answer her. He was resisting, refusing to answer.
Sometimes it was not a good thing to know someone too well.
Just when Summer thought that Leonardo would not say anything, he said, "Since you always have wild thoughts in the hospital, then let's leave the hospital."
"Leonardo!" Summer was a little angry.
Leonardo was really stubborn sometimes.
"Let's get discharged today. I'll go find the doctor." Leonardo put aside the unpeeled pomegranate in his hand and left.
Summer looked at his back and wanted to speak, but he walked so fast that she didn't have a chance.
Leonardo was a man of action. He really went to complete the discharge procedures after he said that.
When he returned, he woke Rosie up and said, "We're going home."
Then he began to pack the things. The servants and bodyguards were waiting outside, but Leonardo packed his things by himself.
Rosie was woken from her slumber, and she rubbed her eyes in a daze and lay on the sofa. She was dumbfounded on the sofa for a while. Then, she lifted the thin blanket and got up.
Rosie stood on the ground and looked around.
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