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 dishes recently. She

as she was reading the recipe, she heard footsteps

had returned the moment

not to notice him and continued to focus

recipe in her hand from behind her. Seeing the name of one dish on it,

back," Summer said without turning her head, her tone

tried to stand on tiptoe to get the book, but she

been angry before that, and now she

shin angrily. "Give me the

more attractive than me?" Leonardo raised his eyebrows and said in

"Yes. It's annoying

put the recipe aside, lowered his head

help me? I have to ask

pleasant, not to mention that he had purposely made his voice deep, so that that sound of that “wife” was added more sweet

ears. Leonardo seemed to have guessed that she would

her neck at the itch and shouted, "I'll

then did Leonardo let

and they turned red. Leonardo couldn't help but reach out and

she pushed his hand away, "Don't

and just looked at her with

have found another

Summer pushed

sets of dresses, the stylist was finally satisfied with

the stylist, every dress looked good, but she felt that Summer could

mirror and being

beauty card on her just

a bit like that he was trying to

cold face, he was already being really gentle when he hugged

like Leonardo tried to be gentle,

...

stylists

a stunned expression, "Mrs. Emerson is

into the

red, making her fair skin look

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