Predestined Marriage

Chapter 113: What's The Point of Hiding When We've Slept Together?

"Summer, when is the dinner?" Douglas said, rubbing his belly.

"There won't be one."

Summer turned around and went back to her room.

She already had enough of all the shock and surprise from Leonardo. Another "dinner" was not necessary.

She had stayed up all night with Douglas in the Internet cafe last night. She was not so much hungry as sleepy.

Leonardo didn't let her go. He even had her bed removed. Since there was no other bedroom for her, she had to sleep in the master bedroom.

She wondered what more he could do? Ate her?

When she returned, Leonardo was already gone.

She took off her coat and got into the bed.

...

Summer slept for so long that when she woke up, it was already dusk.

She felt hungrier than she thought, almost starving.

She went downstairs and found no one there.

So she went to the kitchen looking for something to eat. She made herself some pasta and took it to the dining room. Before she started eating, she heard Douglas' cry from outside, "Summer, I don't want to go to school!"

"..."

Summer had a mouthful of her pasta, wiped her mouth with a napkin, and headed for the hall.

In the hall, Douglas was hugging Leonardo's legs on the ground, crying.

But there were no tears on his face.

Seeing Summer come out, he ran straight to her and cried, "I don't want to go to school!"

hand and threw him aside.

on the word "discipline" gave Douglas the

at the age for school. Why not go?" Summer agreed with what Leonardo

still surprised to see

was just like a mouse running into a cat, completely chickened

Summer

discipline Leonardo talked about was no

could escape Leonardo's eyes. He thought he was almost living

he had known better, he would never

was nothing he could do about

to the dining room for

how Douglas gives you

of course I won't. He's only pretending."

been soft on

heard the mockery in her tone. His brows knitted. Obviously, he wasn't happy about the sarcasm

he was already making up for it. It wasn't

stirred the pasta with a fork and took her time to

at her before he

...

Soon it was night.

room was still empty and Leonardo was still nowhere to be seen.

But all she could think about was what to do if Leonardo tried to do something to her later….

show up before she

was already the next day when she woke up

over, only to find herself held on tight. She

from the familiar scent that it

as she removed his arm from her body, and rolled to

with his hair a little messy and

she

he got into bed with her, and how he put his

voice was husky, carrying some implicit messages, "What's the point of hiding when we've already slept

a pillow at

the pillow without getting mad and went straight

...

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