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!"

threw him aside. "She won't help. Your auntie has entrusted you to me, you shall have

word "discipline" gave Douglas

school. Why not go?" Summer agreed with what Leonardo said. After all, she

she was still surprised to see how he

a mouse running into a cat, completely chickened

at Summer with a sad face,

discipline Leonardo talked about was no video games

was forbidden. Nothing he did could escape Leonardo's eyes. He thought

he had known better, he would never have sneaked back home from

nothing he could do about the

returned to the dining room for

matter how Douglas gives you the puppy eyes, don't be soft

course I won't. He's

had been

knitted. Obviously, he wasn't happy about the sarcasm

already making up

pasta with a fork and took

another glance at

...

Soon it was night.

had finished her bath. The room was still empty and Leonardo was still nowhere

she got into the bed. But all she could think about was what to do if Leonardo tried to

up before

was already the next day

to turn over, only to

from the familiar

and rolled to the other side of the bed, far

side with his face towards Summer. He looked gentle with his hair a little messy and the collar of his

he was, she would definitely be

room, how he got into bed with her, and

out of bed and took another glance at her. His voice was husky, carrying some implicit messages, "What's the point of

couldn't help throwing a pillow

caught the pillow without getting mad and

...