Predestined Marriage
Chapter 339 You Didn't Recognize Me?

Summer didn't believe what Leonardo said at all.

Suddenly, Leonardo said, "I will be very busy recently. Contact Carl if you need anything."

"What happened?" Summer was a little surprised, "Is it because of the Emerson Group's stock slump?"

Leonardo tilted his head to look at her. Summer was waiting for his answer, but he leaned over to kiss her.

"Wait..." Summer leaned back, trying to avoid his kiss.

Leonardo retreated slightly and loosened his tie, "The beds in the club's guest rooms, I ordered them from abroad. It's very comfortable. Do you want to try it?" Summer's face reddened and she pushed him away, "I'm leaving now!"

Leonardo was pushed onto the sofa.

He lay on the sofa, his tone lazy and scoundrel, "You really don't want to try it with me?"

Summer responded with a slamming door.

After Summer left, his expression gradually became serious.

He sat up, took out a pack of cigarettes, and lit one up.

Summer drove home angrily.

She thought Leonardo wanted to tell her something important, but it turned out that he was just making fun of her, as usual.

Summer remembered there was no fruit in the fridge, so she stopped halfway to buy some fruit.

She arrived at the apartment with fruits. Nothing happened when she opened the door and walked in.

However, when she put the fruit into the fridge and took out a banana, a man wearing her bath towel suddenly walked out of her bedroom.

Summer was so frightened that she took two steps back, "You... You... Who are you?"

Although she had tried her best to calm down, one could tell from her stammering that she panicked.

In the evening, she, a woman who lived alone, returned home and saw a strange man walking out of her bedroom. It seemed that he had just showered, and her towel was wrapped around his waist... Summer had fought with other kids during her adolescence, but she was still a little afraid now.

The man walked straight to her and lowered his head to look at her, "You didn't recognize me?"

He stood in front of her. He was much taller than her, about the same height of Leonardo. He was good-looking, his eyes bright and his eyebrows sharp.

He was half-naked with the bath towel wrapped around his waist. Different from his flawless complexion, his upper body was covered in scars. It looked a little scary.

He was covered in water droplets. There was no steam. Obviously, he had a cold shower.

The man sneaked into her house at night, took a cold shower in her bathroom, and even used her towel. He must be a pervert!

Summer was altered. As he approached, she quickly ran to the kitchen and took the knife. She shouted with a wary look, "Back off!"

The man was muscular and as tall as Leonardo. He looked like a good fighter. Summer wouldn't match him if they started a fight.

Summer stared at him, fearing that he would suddenly hurt her. She reached into her pocket to take her phone.

The man noticed it. He curled his lips and smiled. He said to himself, "It seems that you really didn't recognize me. Well, let me introduce myself. I'm Stanley Bates." He stretched out a hand towards Summer with a smile. It seemed that he had no evil intentions.

However, Summer didn't believe the look on his face.

Would a good person sneak into a woman's apartment at night to take a shower?

Summer had already got her cell phone. She quietly tilted her body slightly in case Stanley saw her taking the cell phone in her pocket. She still did not say a word. However, the man was quicker than she thought.

Summer did not see how he moved at all. She just felt pain in her wrist and the kitchen knife in her hand was snatched by him.

The man took her hand and forcefully pulled her towards him. Summer didn't have the strength to resist and was pulled over.

As soon as Summer approached him, she bent her knees out of instinct and kicked straight at his private part.

"Gosh..." Stanley gasped in pain.

He raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at her. Summer didn't know whether he was amused or angry, "You are the first woman who defeats me."

Summer didn't care what he meant. She took the chance to run toward the door, reaching into her pocket to get the phone.

However, her pocket was empty.

She turned around abruptly. Stanley had one arm wrapped around his chest-in front of her, and the other hand holding her cell phone.

Stanley waved the phone, "Are you looking for your phone?"

He watched it, going through her contacts and reading the names, "Leonardo, Assistant Tim, Carl, Jessica, Eliza... There are two familiar names."

As he spoke, he raised his head to look at Summer and smiled.

Summer suddenly realized that Stanley was not a thief who broke into a house to steal. If he wanted to hurt her, she wouldn't have any chance to escape.

He was very fast, and he took her phone before she noticed. He was definitely not an ordinary person.

Summer stood by the door and looked at him calmly, "Who exactly are you? What are you doing here?"

"Stanley. Last time we parted in a hurry. I didn't have time to tell you my name." As he spoke, he turned around and raised her phone to take a selfie, "But you don't need to introduce yourself. I know your name is Summer Jarrett, and this Leonardo is your ex-husband."

Summer was shocked, "How did you know about me?"

"Your name has been top on the searching list these days. Everyone knows you." Stanley said as he checked the photo, "Not bad. I'm quite photogenic, so are you. This photo is good. I have to post it..." Wait, the photo!

Stanley had taken a selfie. He only had a towel wrapped around his waist! And she was in the photo too!

He was going to post it!

Summer closed her eyes and strode forward, "What did you take? Give me the phone!"

Stanley held her phone high. Summer was shorter than him, so she couldn't reach it. "Wait a moment. I haven't posted it yet..."

Summer didn't force him in case that the towel would fall.

She could tell that this man had come all the way to her. She'd better leave although she didn't know his purpose.

Seeing that Summer wanted to leave, Stanley stopped her and said, "Don't you want your phone back? You know I will post the photo." "Whatever." Summer had already walked to the door and opened it.