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.

the recipe, she

knew that Leonardo had returned

and continued to

in her hand from behind her. Seeing the name of one dish on it, he raised his

turning her head, her tone

Summer turned around and tried to stand on tiptoe to get

been angry before that, and now she

kicked Leonardo's shin angrily. "Give

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

him, "Yes. It's

aside, lowered his

whispered in a low voice, "Didn't you want to help me? I have to ask the help of my dear wife

made his voice

to have guessed that she would do this. He held her hand

neck at the itch

you." Only then did Leonardo

red. Leonardo couldn't help but reach out

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

just looked

found another

funny? Stop laughing!" Summer pushed

of dresses, the

the stylist, every dress looked good, but she

the mirror and being dressed

Leonardo playing the beauty card on her

like that he was trying to

usually gloomy and cold face, he was already being really gentle when he hugged her and softened his

to be gentle, no woman can

...

hour later, the stylists had finally finished their

stunned expression, "Mrs. Emerson is so beautiful. Go

into the

dress was flamboyant red, making her fair skin look like it could

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