Predestined Marriage
Chapter 596 A Lead

Stanley's face was gloomy as he forcefully swallowed the small handful of pills.

Jenny stood behind him, her face miserable, "Even if you don't take medicine, it doesn't matter! Whether you are Stanley or Connel, I will not..." Stanley swallowed the medicine with some difficulty. His voice was a little hoarse and cold, "Shut up."

Jenny did not speak anymore, and she only looked at him hesitantly.

"I am different from Connel." As Stanley spoke, the hands on the desk involuntarily clenched tightly.

Jenny still couldn't hold back, and said, "If it weren't for your illness this time, would you carry out the plan and lure Summer to Country M?"

Stanley turned his head to look at Jenny. From Summer's angle, he could only see Stanley's profile, which was cold.

Stanley's expression must be extremely strange. Jenny's voice was somewhat weak, "Are you in love with Summer? You haven't forgotten what this is all for, have you? Bendy is still lying in the hospital, her life relying on an oxygen machine..."

Something harsh and crisp sounded.

Jenny's words were interrupted by Stanley's slap.

Outside the door, Summer was shocked by Stanley's sudden move.

Although it was clear that Stanley was not a good person, Summer did not think that he would hit a woman, especially Jenny who had always been so loyal and kind to him.

Stanley's slap was somewhat fierce. Jenny staggered for a moment before she could stand firmly. She didn't even reach out to touch her face. She lowered her head slightly and didn't say a word. She was stubborn and arrogant.

Stanley stood up, his back facing the door. Summer could not see his expression and could only hear his voice, "What am I doing? Do I want you to remind me?"

After a while, Jenny's voice came in a low voice, "Sorry, it's my fault."

Stanley turned around with a gloomy face and a cold voice, "Get out."

"Yes." Jenny nodded slightly, looking very respectful.

Seeing that Jenny was about to come out, Summer hurried to close the door, turned around and trotted towards Rosie's room on light steps.

As Summer walked, she recalled the conversation between Stanley and Jenny that she had just heard at the door.

She didn't know whether Stanley liked her or not. She wanted to know what Stanley's ultimate goal was.

But just now, Jenny only mentioned it, and she didn't say clearly what Stanley's purpose was when he approached her.

And, who was Bendy? It sounded like a girl's name.

Bendy was still lying in the hospital, living with a respirator.

This was what Jenny said, which contained too much information.

Bendy, it could be a girl.

From Jenny's tone, Bendy should be a girl related to Stanley, and she should be very important to him. If she wasn't important, Stanley didn't need to care if Bendy was living with a ventilator or was already dead.

For a man, there were only two kinds of women that were important-a lover or a family.

Judging from Stanley's scheming personality, Bendy might be his relative.

Jenny admired Stanley. If Bendy was Stanley's lover, when she mentioned Bendy, there should be something extraordinary in her tone.

Summer figured them out and came to a final conclusion.

Stanley indeed had an ulterior motive. Jenny knew that motive. There was someone very important to him called Bendy, a girl who was seriously ill.

Jenny was a tough girl, and she wouldn't say more, just like Stanley. It was hard to get more information from them.

Therefore, the clue now was the girl called Bendy.

However, Summer was not completely sure if she was a girl. What if it was a boy?

Summer thought of it all the way back to Rosie's room.

Rosie sat on the carpet and arrayed all the dolls for playing a family.

Although Stanley did not restrict them much, it was not their home. Summer was worried that someone would do harm to Rosie, so she would always bring Rosie to her side and let her play within her line of sight.

In this way, Rosie only had a limited space for fun.

Right now, she was very active, but she could only stay in the villa all day. She could not go out for fun, and she rarely caused any trouble. She was so obedient that Summer felt sorry for her.

When Rosie heard the voice, she raised her head and saw Summer enter. She raised her small face and smiled at Summer, "Mom!"

"What are you playing with?" Summer sat down beside Rosie and watched her play with the dolls.

Rosie was especially interested in explaining to her who these dolls were and what their names were.

Before Rosie could tell Summer the names of the dolls, some knocks came from outside.

Summer hesitated for a moment, guessing if Jenny had discovered that she had eavesdropped something before, so she came to look for her now.

Then she got up and opened the door.

The person standing outside the door was indeed Jenny.

Jenny expressionlessly said, "Sir is looking for you in the study."

After she finished speaking, she turned around and left without waiting for a second.

Summer turned around and looked at Rosie. Seeing that she was still sitting on the ground playing with her dolls, Summer called her, "Rosie."

"What?" Rosie looked up at her with a blank expression.

Summer smiled and waved to her, "Come here, let's go to Uncle Stanley's study."

"Alright!" Rosie supported her little arms and got up from the ground. Although the room was heated, she still dressed quite a lot, so she looked a little clumsy, but adorable.

After Rosie stood up, she quickly ran towards Summer. She ran to her and directly grabbed Summer's hand.

Summer brought her to the door of Stanley's study. First, she raised her hand and knocked on the door, waiting for Stanley to invite them in.

However, Summer did not wait for Stanley to call them in. This was because Stanley came over and opened the door.

With a click, the door was opened from the inside.

Stanley stood at the door with a gentle expression. When he saw Summer, he smiled and said, "Come in."

The door was wide open. Summer glanced in from behind Stanley and found that the study room had become tidy.

As for Stanley, it was as if he had been tidied up together with the study room. His expression was gentle and calm, and there was not any trace of hysteria from his face like before. Summer was even more certain that Stanley might have some kind of special illness.☐☐☐☐☐☐