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

the recipe, she heard footsteps

she knew that Leonardo had returned

him and continued to

behind her. Seeing the name of one dish on it, he raised his eyebrows

said without turning her head, her tone

tried to stand on tiptoe to

angry before that, and now she was

shin angrily. "Give

more attractive than me?" Leonardo raised

"Yes. It's

put the recipe aside, lowered his head and lightly kissed Summer's

you want to help me? I

made his voice deep, so that that sound of that “wife” was added more sweet

felt her ears itch. She reached out to scratch her ears. Leonardo seemed to have guessed that she would do this. He held her hand quietly

the itch and shouted, "I'll

Only then did

Leonardo couldn't help but reach out and pinch

so she pushed his hand away, "Don't be like that. I'm going to

and just looked at her with a

to have found another weakness

Summer pushed

of dresses, the stylist was

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

of the mirror and being dressed

Leonardo playing the beauty card on

like that he was trying

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

a man like Leonardo tried to be

...

the stylists had

Emerson is so beautiful. Go downstairs and let Mr. Emerson see

looked into the

red, making her

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