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.

had been thinking about some new dishes recently. She planned

recipe, she heard footsteps coming from outside the

she knew that Leonardo had returned the moment she heard the

to notice him and continued to focus on

the name of

Summer said without turning her head,

book from her hand and lifted it high, taking advantage of his height. Summer turned around and tried to stand on

had been angry before that, and now she was

Leonardo's shin angrily. "Give me

raised his eyebrows and said

"Yes.

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

help me? I have

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

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

the itch

then did Leonardo let go of

turned red. Leonardo

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

anything and just looked at her with

to have found another weakness of

funny? Stop laughing!" Summer pushed him away

tried on five sets of dresses, the stylist was finally

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

and being dressed up by them, Summer

Leonardo playing the beauty card on her

a bit like that

cold face, he was already being really gentle when he hugged her and softened his voice to call her

like Leonardo tried to be gentle, no woman can reject his

...

later, the stylists had finally

expression, "Mrs. Emerson is so beautiful. Go downstairs and let Mr. Emerson

looked into the

flamboyant red, making her fair skin look like

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