"Oh," Rosie nodded seriously and said, "I get it.
You're jealous, so you're in a bad mood."
Hearing this, Leonardo turned his head and looked at her with his eyes narrowed. Rosie sensed the danger in Leonardo's eyes and said with a smile, "You are more handsome than Uncle Trevin. I'm sure Mom loves you most."
Leonardo raised his eyebrows. "I think she loves you most."
Rosie didn't know what to answer. She actually agreed with what her father said, but her father always seemed to be jealous.
If she admitted that her mother loved her most, her father would probably be too upset to have dinner.
Rosie had to deal with such complicated troubles at such a young age. She sneaked a glance at Leonardo and saw that he was staring at her with his arms folded.
Rosie sighed and said seriously, "It's hard for me to say this, but I have to admit that Mom loves you most."
Leonardo was amused by Rosie's words. He reached out and touched Rosie's head as a reward. "Do you want anything recently?"
Rosie thought for a moment and shook her head.
Leonardo asked again, "Are you sure?"
Rosie twiddled her fingers and said in a low voice, "I want to hang out with Mom."
Leonardo stiffened, his smile faded, and his eyes cold again.
Trevin wanted to help Summer push the wheelchair after they came out, but Summer refused, "I got this. Thank you."
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