Summer Sweetheart novel (Leonardo and Summer)
Chapter 578 Is Uncle Stanley Nice to You

Summer followed behind Jenny. It became quieter as she walked up.

The corridor of the second floor was filled with echoes of footsteps.

The villa was strangely quiet. Summer had seen so many bodyguards and servants at the entrance. There should be a lot of people living in the villa. However, Summer couldn't see any trace of people living here, even though there were servants passing by from time to time.

The corridor widened at the corner, leading her to a wider view. She walked forward and saw a glass greenhouse.

The light was dim. Jenny led her through the greenhouse and walked to a door.

Jenny stopped and turned around to look at her. She said with a serious expression, "I won't go inside."

Then she pushed open the door.

Summer stood at the door and looked in the direction of the bed.

There were a quilt and a blanket on the bed. A half-covered cloth doll was at the head of the bed. Rosie was small. She must be blocked by the doll. Summer softened her breathing.

She lifted her feet and walked in. Jenny watched as she walked to the bedside. She closed the door. Then she walked back to the greenhouse with her arms crossed and sat down on a chair. Summer stood at the bedside.

Rosie was almost buried under the quilt, revealing only half of her head. She breathed evenly in her sleep.

After adapting to the dim yellow light in the room, Summer could see Rosie more clearly.

She sat on the ground and pulled the quilt under Rosie's chin to see her face.

Rosie looked well. Her long eyelashes spread out like small fans, and her small nose went slightly up and down as she breathed. It seemed that she was in a nice dream.

Summer stared at Rosie. Summer touched her hair gently in case of waking her up. Leonardo said that Rosie's temperament was like hers. But Summer felt that Rosie was not like her. Rosie was much smarter and quicker in thinking. She could eat and sleep well in an unfamiliar environment.

Perhaps her daughter was different from what she had imagined.

Summer stayed by the bed and watched Rosie for a while. Then she remembered Jenny was still outside, so she adjusted the quilt and walked out.

Summer did not see Jenny as she opened the door. She looked at the glass greenhouse.

She guessed that Jenny was there.

Summer walked over and saw Jenny, who was sitting in the middle of a pile of flowers with her back straight as if thinking about something. Before Summer called her, Jenny turned around and looked at her.

Jenny said, "You can stay here tonight."

"OK." Summer nodded in agreement.

Hearing her answer, Jenny left.

Summer was a little surprised. Was Jenny waiting for he here just to say that?

As Jenny walked out of the greenhouse, Summer returned to the room.

When Jenny walked to the corridor, some subordinates of Connel walked over.

They greeted her respectfully, "Ms. Jenny."

Jenny nodded and asked one of them, "Has Connel come back?"

"Not yet."

Jenny frowned slightly and pondered for a moment. Then she instructed, "Ask someone to watch that woman and her child."

Then she hurriedly walked out.

Too many things had happened tonight. Summer had traveled so far in the car and was nervous. Now that she saw Rosie safe, she felt relieved.

She gently climbed into the bed, propped her head on one hand and looked at Rosie. After a while, she fell asleep.

She was awakened by the itchiness on her face.

She felt something crawling on her face in her sleep. It was light and itchy.

Summer suddenly opened her eyes, only to see Rosie's cute little face.

Rosie was poking Summer's face with her finger. Seeing that Summer woke up, her eyes widened. Rosie threw herself into Summer's arms and shouted excitedly, "Mom!" Summer felt the warmth from Rosie and hugged her with a smile, "Did Rosie miss Mommy?"

"Yes." Rosie wriggled in Summer's arms.

Summer paused. Then she asked gently, "Is this place fun?"

"Yes." Rosie nodded at first, then shook his head.

"Is it fun or not?" Summer asked patiently. She wanted to know whether Rosie had been fine here.

Although it seemed that they treated Rosie very well, she still wanted to confirm it.

Rosie tilted her head slightly and frowned as if thinking hard. She looked extremely serious.

She thought for a while before saying, "I have Uncle Stanley to play with me, but I miss you."

"Uncle Stanley?" Summer knew she was referring to Connel.

Rosie smiled and nodded. She turned around and grabbed the doll that she was sleeping with last night. She handed it to Summer delightedly, "Look, Uncle Stanley bought this for me." Summer took the doll and looked carefully. It was cute and furry. It seemed that Rosie liked it very much. Otherwise, she would not show it to Summer.

Summer asked again, "Is Uncle Stanley nice to you?"

"Yes. He's nice to me." Rosie answered and nodded.

The smile on Summer's face faded a little and she was lost in deep thought.

Rosie had seen Stanley before and she had a good memory. She must remember Stanley. Connel and Stanley were almost identical, so she took Connel as Stanley.

In an unfamiliar place, children would only rely on the person they knew. Rosie had stayed with Connel these days, so she liked him.

At this moment, someone knocked on the door.

When Rosie heard the sound, her eyes immediately lit up, "Breakfast!"

Summer was amused and said, "Did they come to invite you to breakfast every morning?"

However, Rosie did not answer her question. She slid down from the bed and ran to open the door.

The door handle was a little high. Rosie stood on her toes and reached it to open the door.

The maid outside the door smiled and said, "Good morning, Rosie."

"Good morning." Rosie replied politely and asked, "Is it time for breakfast?"

The servant was still smiling and said gently, "Yes."

Summer took Rosie's coat and followed. She put it on Rosie and said to the maid, "Thank you. We'll go down after washing up."

The maid nodded. Rosie imitated Summer's tone and said as she closed the door, "Thank you. We will go down soon."☐☐