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!"

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

the word "discipline" gave

at the age for school. Why not go?" Summer agreed with what Leonardo said. After all, she knew Douglas was

see

was just like a mouse running into a

looked at Summer with

discipline Leonardo talked about was no

was forbidden. Nothing he did could escape Leonardo's

known better, he would never have sneaked back

he could do about the "discipline", so

gone, Summer returned to the dining

followed her in, "No matter how Douglas gives you

course I won't. He's

all, she had been soft on Leonardo before.

tone. His brows knitted. Obviously, he wasn't happy

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

pasta with a fork and took her time to eat it,

another glance at her before

...

Soon it was night.

empty and Leonardo was still nowhere

warm pajamas when she got into the bed. But all she could think

didn't show up before she

next day when

to find herself held on

the familiar scent that it was

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

lay on his side with his face towards Summer. He looked gentle with his hair a little messy and the collar of his pajamas down by half an

was, she would definitely be deceived by

had returned to the room, how he got into bed with her, and how he put his arm around her.

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

a pillow at

caught the pillow without getting mad

...