Summer Sweetheart novel (Leonardo and Summer)
Chapter 76 My Husband Is Way Better than Him

Leonardo didn't speak.

Summer sneered at Karen and then left.

Before Karen knew what was going on, Tim had already walked up to her and said, "Ms. Karen, this way please..." He was clearly chasing Karen out.

Karen was a coward. She was embarrassed about the synthesized recording and walked out shamefacedly.

When she reached the door, she saw Summer leaning against the door with her arms wrapped across her chest. Summer stared at Karen, who then hesitantly walked forward, "Summer, you..."

"Do you mind giving me a ride?" Summer asked coldly.

Summer was so indifferent that Karen felt strange, but she still nodded.

In the car, Summer and Karen sat side by side in the back seat.

Summer asked coldly, "Did Vicky ask you to do that?"

Her cold tone gave Karen much pressure that she actually admitted, "Yes, it's her."

"I remember she has said something before. Who did she say was as obedient as a dog?" Summer smiled wickedly.

Karen turned pale, but she still tried to defend Vicky, "She was just so annoyed. Usually, she is nice to me. Summer, Leonardo seems to trust you very much. You must get along well, right? Can you stop fighting against your sister? These days, she is so angry that she even suffers loss of appetite..."

Summer clenched her fists tightly and shouted, "Shut up!"

The shouting surprised Karen since Summer had never shouted at her before.

Summer's eyes were red, but she didn't shed tears.

It was the first time that she had gotten hysterical in front of Karen.

"Even if you never treat me as your biological daughter, you should at least treat me as a person! I have feelings. I am not something that is at your mercy and won't feel sad. I am a human being! I have feelings and will feel sad!"

Karen was frightened by Summer's tone, but she still said, "I know... But my life in the Jarrett's isn't easy. I just want you to help me..."

"Had my life been easy in the past few years? When I was young, you had never bought me new clothes. I only wore Vicky's old clothes. Every time you made Vicky biscuits and fruits, I had to wait and eat the rest. Even now, I was forced to marry Leonardo, but you guys still can't let me go..."

Summer closed her eyes and held back her tears, shouting to the driver, "Stop!"

Karen hurriedly grabbed her arm and said, "Summer, don't get off. Listen to me..."

"Let go! Don't touch me!" Summer shook Karen's hand off forcefully.

She was afraid that she would lose control if she stayed any longer.

Seeing the hatred and disgust in Summer's eyes, Karen let go of her and didn't dare to say anything else.

The place where Summer got off the car wasn't far from the Jarrett Group.

So she walked to the company on foot.

The Hoover City was in the south with four seasons. The temperature outside was only four or five degrees Celsius now, but the wind rasped Summer's face.

However, her heart hurt more.

The wind blowing, she walked so fast that it was difficult for her to breathe.

As soon as she entered the company, she went straight to Vicky's office.

The swelling on Vicky's face almost went down, and Vicky's make-up made it inconspicuous.

She looked up and saw Summer. A hint of disgust flashed across her eyes, "What are you doing here?"

But then she found that Summer looked terrible.

Before she could do anything, Summer had already reached out to hold her clothes and lift her up from the chair.

"You used my mother to deal with me, aren't you? A woman like you who only thinks about how to plot against others is really pitiful. Do you think that Leonardo is as stupid as Jerome? My husband is way better than him! If you disturb Leonardo again, I'll make you suffer."

She was grateful for Leonardo's trust.

But this made her feel guilty.

Leonardo was reserved and didn't like to meet people, but Vicky actually asked Karen to disturb him.

After Summer finished speaking, she released Vicky and threw her back into the chair.

Vicky's waist hit the armrest of the chair. She was too painful to make a sound. She was frightened by Summer and didn't dare to speak.

Seeing her frightened expression, Summer sneered and left.

Only when the door was closed did Vicky heave a sigh of relief.

Thinking of what Summer had just said, she immediately called Karen.

As usual, Karen answered Vicky's phone quickly.

"Vicky..."

Vicky interrupted her impatiently, "How is it going? Did Leonardo get angry? Did you see his face?"

She not only wanted Karen to anger Leonardo with the synthesized recording, but she also wanted to know whether he was really ugly.

After all, Summer had spoken for him more than once in front of Vicky. Now that Summer was beautiful, she should set sights on a better guy. How would she be willing to be with an ugly man? Therefore, Vicky became suspicious.

Karen knew that she had messed it up and lowered her voice, "He had his back to me, so I didn't see his face. He didn't believe the recording at all. He even said that Summer was an Emerson now, so I had no right to interfere with his family affairs..."

Karen's words irritated Vicky.

"A loser is actually so arrogant. I'll see how he can still be arrogant if he isn't the heir of the Emersons anymore!"

Karen knew that Vicky was angry and apologized, "Vicky, I'm sorry..."

"Alright. Aren't you always like this? You can do nothing well!"

The phone was hung up.

Karen looked at the phone in her hand and suddenly thought of Summer's eyes filled with disgust and hatred.

She really couldn't do anything well.

However, she just wanted to stay in the Jarrett's. Was it wrong for her to please Lynn and Vicky?

As her biological daughter, why couldn't Summer be more considerate?

After work, Tim waited outside the Jarrett Group for a long time, but he didn't see Summer come out.00000☐☐☐☐☐☐☐

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