In the wheelchair, Summer was pushed downstairs to the dining room. Breakfast was incomparably sumptuous, but there was no one at the table.
Summer asked, "Where is Lester?"
The servant replied, "Mr. Lester left early in the morning."
Summer didn't bother to ask where Lester went to. Anyway, the servant would not tell her.
Halfway through breakfast, Summer suddenly looked up and asked, "Where's Stanley?"
Summer noticed that when she mentioned Stanley, all the servants present looked somewhat strange So Summer asked tentatively, "You know Stanley?"
Without saying anything, the servants dropped their heads.
"It looks like you do know him." Summer slowly had her breakfast and said, "What did Lester give you so that you are so loyal to him? Stanley used to be the same as you, but you see what happened to him, don't you?"
The servants were like dead men, remaining silent and motionless. Summer felt boring and asked, "Has Stanley left as well?"
No one cared about Summer.
Summer snorted coldly and said slowly, "If you don't tell me, I'll check every room and find out by myself."
Although she was in a much better state of mind now, her physical condition hadn't improved significantly. If she continued to check rooms one by one, she would definitely not be able to stand it.
Therefore, in the end, a servant took Summer to see Stanley.
Stanley was lying on the bed with a drip. The wounds on his body had been wrapped in gauze and he looked like a mummy, unable to move. Only his eyes were revealed.
When Summer entered, Stanley's eyes were closed.
Summer withdrew her gaze and fixed her eyes on Stanley's face.
A smile touched the corners of his mouth, but it was not difficult to tell that it was an extremely mocking one.
Summer looked at him quietly, but Stanley seemed to have fallen into his own thoughts, as if he had completely forgotten about Summer.
After a while, Summer turned the wheelchair and went out of the room.
Behind her came Stanley's indiscernible voice. "Summer."
Summer paused when she heard it and turned to look at him.
Stanley struggled to stretch his neck. Looking at Summer, he said word by word, "Summer, I have never meant to hurt you..."
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