Predestined Marriage
Chapter 469 Nothing Pleases Leonardo

"Leonardo, my flight is 7 am tomorrow."

After Summer finished speaking, she remained silent in the room. She couldn't help but press her ear up against the door and listened intently.

It was quiet inside. There was no sound at all.

This room was well-insulated against noise. But Summer could hear something if she pressed herself against the door and the person inside was walking this way.

Summer sighed helplessly. It seemed that Leonardo still didn't want to talk to her.

It was more difficult to coax Leonardo than Rosie.

Summer knocked on the door again and said, "If you don't come out, I'll go in now."

Then she finally heard his voice. "Just go away!" Leonardo shouted coldly.

Summer pursed her lips and walked away!

When she turned around and left, the door of the study opened from inside. Leonardo stood at the door and looked at the empty corridor gloomily.

If Summer wanted to leave, she could just do it. She didn't have to tell him.

If he couldn't help but force her to stay, she was asking for it.

The next day.

When Leonardo woke up and tidied his tie in front of the mirror, he couldn't help but raise his wrist and look at the time.

It was ten to seven.

Summer must have boarded the plane at the airport by now.

Thinking of this, Leonardo's face darkened a little.

His posture stiffened subtly when he tidied his tie.

After breakfast, Tim came over to pick Leonardo up.

After Leonardo gradually adapted to the current situation, Tim no longer stayed at his house. Instead, he drove to pick Leonardo up to work every day.

Tim opened the car door for Leonardo with much respect. "Mr. Emerson."

Leonardo walked up to him and was about to board the car. Then he saw Tim's tie and frowned. "Your tie doesn't match your clothes."

Tim got very confused. Why did Mr. Emerson suddenly care about the color of his tie?

After saying that, Leonardo did not get on the car. He stood in front of the car door and stared at Tim.

After thinking for a while, Tim slightly lowered his head and said, "I'll change one tomorrow."

Leonardo remained still.

Tim's face looked rigid as he sized up Leonardo and took off his tie.

After that, Leonardo finally got into the car.

Tim muttered in his heart, "Although Mr. Emerson has been very picky, he isn't that picky about my clothes."

What happened?

However, to Tim's surprise, this was only the beginning.

He walked to the other side and sat in the driver's seat. Just as he was about to drive, Leonardo said faintly in the back seat, "What kind of air freshener is in the car? It smells so bad." Tim said, "The same brand I always use. You said it smelled good...."

Leonardo only said one word indifferently, "Really?"

Tim had known Leonardo well. He didn't dare to say anything else. He put its lid back and threw the air freshener into the dustbin.

When he was driving, Leonardo said, "It's a miracle for you to drive so badly after driving for so many years."

First, it was the color of his tie. Then it was the smell of the air freshener. Now, Leonardo even accused him of driving not steadily enough....

Only then did Tim realize that Leonardo didn't care about the color of his tie nor his driving skills. Leonardo just didn't like everything he saw now. Why did Leonardo hate everything now?

Because he was in a bad mood!

Why? It must have something to do with Mrs. Emerson!

If it was because of Summer, it made sense that Leonardo was so weird.

Thinking of this possibility, Tim got relieved. No matter how picky Leonardo was, he was able to deal with it calmly.

When they arrived at the company, Leonardo even had a bone to pick with the top management team.

Everyone had a tough day.

Tim wondered why Leonardo had a bad mood this time.

After work, Tim asked, "Mr. Emerson, are you going to Mrs. Emerson's place for dinner today?"

"What? Did I say that you can get off work?" Leonardo sat behind his desk and looked up expressionlessly. "We're working overtime today."

"Alright, I know." Tim nodded slightly.

After leaving the president's office, Tim sighed helplessly.

His work was almost done, and there was no need to work overtime. But Leonardo was his boss. Leonardo said he wanted to work overtime, so how could Tim leave first?

Last time, because of Jerome, Leonardo and Summer treated each other coldly.

What was the trigger this time?

After returning to his office, Tim took out his phone and read the news online. There were no rumors of Mrs. Emerson having an affair with another man.

It was hard to guess what Mr. Emerson was thinking.

Then he received Leonardo's call soon after he returned to his office.

"Come here." After saying that coldly, Leonardo hung up the phone.

Thinking that there was something urgent, Tim rushed over and said, "Mr. Emerson, what can I do for you?"

"Call Summer and ask where she is." Leonardo's tone was as solemn as if he was discussing work with Tim. There was no change in his tone.

The corner of Tim's mouth twitched. He didn't know what to say.

Under Leonardo's gaze, Tim took out his phone and called Summer.

The phone rang for a long time before Summer picked it up.

Tim put her on the speaker so that Leonardo could hear Summer.

"Assistant Tim." Summer sounded very soft through the phone.

"Mrs. Emerson, where are you now?" Tim asked as Leonardo required.

Summer said the address and asked, "What's wrong? Did something happen to Leonardo?"

When Tim heard it, he couldn't help but look up at Leonardo.

Leonardo looked at Tim indifferently, signaling that he could say something.

"Nothing. I wanted to call a customer. Then I accidentally dialed you, so I thought it's good to ask you."

Although this reason was very lame, Summer did not think too much. Tim has been very respectful and rigid. She believed his words.

Summer thought for a while and said, "I left Hoover this morning by plane. It may take me more than ten days to return. Please remind Leonardo to eat regularly."

"I will," Tim replied, "Mrs. Emerson, don't worry too much."

They didn't say anything further.

"Mr. Emerson...."

After hanging up the phone, Tim looked up at Leonardo. Just as he was about to say something, he saw Leonardo looked terrible.

Tim didn't know if Leonardo had heard him. Leonardo narrowed his eyes and looked like he was thinking.

After a while, Leonardo said faintly, "She completely ignored what I said."☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐