Predestined Marriage

Chapter 149: Please, My Dear Wife

Carl discovered that there were many similar questions on the Internet.

But the following answers are essentially the same:

"How long have you been knelt down to him?"

"It is impossible. Before you can make him kneel down, you will give in first."

"Naive."

"There was once a person who asked this question. Then ... he died."

"..."

What the hell were these comments?

Carl looked at many similar posts and found that they had basically the same answers.

There was also a poster came back to answer his own question with only one sentence. "Kneeling down doesn’t feel that bad!"

Carl threw his phone aside and sat down to deal with the documents.

He was also very desperate for being unable to defeat Leonardo.

...

It took Leonardo 20 minutes to get home.

Although Summer asked the stylists to go back, they were unwilling to leave.

She had no choice but to serve them tea in the living room, while she went to the kitchen to cook dinner leisurely.

When Leonardo returned, they had already drunk enough tea. When they saw Leonardo, it was as if they saw a savior. "Mr. Emerson!"

Leonardo glanced at them and asked the bodyguard, "Where is Mrs. Emerson?"

"She is in the kitchen." The bodyguard pointed at the kitchen.

She had been thinking about some new

she heard footsteps coming from

Leonardo had returned the

to notice him and

her hand from behind her. Seeing the

said without turning her head,

tried to stand on tiptoe to get the book, but she was much shorter than him and couldn't even

that, and now she was

kicked Leonardo's shin angrily. "Give

recipe is more attractive than me?" Leonardo raised his eyebrows and said in a serious

"Yes.

the recipe aside, lowered his head and lightly kissed Summer's lips. He hugged her

I have to

mention that he had purposely made his voice deep, so that that sound of that “wife” was

have guessed that she would do this. He held her hand quietly and kissed her ear lightly. "Are you going to the

at the

then did Leonardo let

turned red. Leonardo couldn't

his hand away, "Don't be like that. I'm

anything and just looked

seemed to have found another

Stop laughing!" Summer pushed him away rudely and went

Summer tried on five sets of dresses, the stylist was

good, but she felt that

mirror and being dressed up by

playing the beauty card

was also a bit like that he

face, he was already being really gentle when he hugged her and softened

to be gentle, no woman can reject

...

stylists

said with a stunned expression, "Mrs. Emerson is

looked into

was flamboyant red, making her

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