Summer Sweetheart novel (Leonardo and Summer)

Jessica felt like an arrow was in her knee.

And she was badly hurt.

"That's right, I'm single now, but I'm happy!" Jessica threw up her hands and made a happy face.

Rosie said, "Alright."

...

Jessica felt that she could not get along well with Rosie anymore.

The next day.

Jessica took Rosie out to play early in the morning.

At first, Rosie was excited and kept playing around. But she was still young and didn't have so much energy. In the afternoon, she was exhausted and didn't want to play anymore. So Jessica brought Rosie home early.

Just as she put Rosie to sleep, a knock came from outside.

It should be a polite person. The knocks just rang three times and then stopped.

Jessica was a little curious. Who would come to visit her at this time?

She walked to the door and looked out through the peephole. It was a little boy standing outside the door.

He looked familiar.

Jessica opened the door. Before she could speak, the little boy greeted her politely, "Auntie Jessica, I am Anderson. I am here to pick Rosie up."

"Anderson..." Jessica muttered this name, and then she suddenly realized who he was, "Your father is Tim?"

"Yes." Anderson nodded. His composure was beyond his age.

Jessica didn't have the chance to meet Anderson, but she heard Summer mention him before. And Rosie always talked about him. Although she never met Anderson, she had a rather good impression of Anderson.

Now Jessica saw Anderson and found that he was like the boy she had imagined to be. He was very polite, sweet, and modest.

His temperament was a bit like Tim's.

But...

Jessica looked out and said, "Did you come alone?"

"Yes." Anderson said, "Mom is on duty, and Dad is busy. He told me your address, and I come here alone to pick Rosie up."

Jessica looked at him in surprise and then stepped to the side, "Come in."

Anderson walked in and took off his shoes by the door.

Jessica hurriedly found a pair of slippers for him. After changing his shoes, Anderson did not go inside right away. He seemed to be waiting for the master, Jessica to speak. Without the master's permission, he would not enter the house.

"Just come in. Please sit down here." Jessica could not help but laugh Anderson was too polite. She took Anderson to sit on the sofa and gave him a glass of water.

Anderson thanked her. After drinking the water, he asked, "Where is Rosie?"

"She's sleeping. Shall we wait for a while? When she wakes up and I'll drive you back." Jessica was growing interest in Anderson.

She had seen Time many times and talked with him.

Tim was a very serious and rigid person. But she didn't expect his son to be much more interesting than him.

Jessica couldn't help but ask about him, "How old are you?"

"I'm ten years old."

Anderson answered every question that Jessica asked. But after a while, he talked faster as if he was a little impatient.

Jessica could feel it, but Anderson didn't say anything.

Jessica was observing Anderson.

He was rather complicated even he was at such a young age.

No wonder Tim dared to ask him to pick up Rosie alone.

Jessica did not say anything further. She stood up and said, "Let's go and see Rosie."

She went ahead and entered the bedroom, followed by Anderson.

Rosie had been playing with Jessica all day and was very tired. She was still in deep sleep now.

Jessica stepped back to let Anderson see Rosie.

Anderson lowered his eyes slightly, his face remained calm. He looked for a long while and reached out to brush Rosie's hair away from her forehead.