Predestined Marriage

"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!"

He seized him with his hand and threw him aside. "She won't help. Your auntie has entrusted you to me, you shall have discipline," he

word "discipline" gave Douglas the

agreed with what Leonardo said. After all, she knew Douglas

surprised to see how he

mouse running into

Summer with

about was no video games and

Leonardo's

would never

nothing he could do about the "discipline",

gone, Summer returned to the dining

in, "No matter how Douglas gives you the puppy

sneered, "Oh, of course I won't. He's

been soft on

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

to Summer, he was already making

a fork and took her time to eat it, ignoring

at her before

...

Soon it was night.

The room was still empty and Leonardo was

bed. But all she could think

show up before she fell

the next day when she

over, only to find herself held

tell from the familiar scent that it was Leonardo.

her teeth as she removed his arm from her body, and rolled to the other side

gentle with his hair a little messy and the collar of his pajamas down by half

hadn't seen Leonardo for who he was, she would definitely be deceived by what she saw

at Leonardo, wondering when he had returned to the room, how he got into bed with her,

husky, carrying some implicit messages, "What's

help throwing a pillow at

pillow without getting mad and went straight

...