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.

the recipe. She had been thinking about some new dishes

she heard

had returned the moment she

to notice him and continued to

from behind her. Seeing the

without turning her head,

around and tried to

had been angry before that, and now

shin angrily. "Give me the

me?" Leonardo raised his eyebrows and said

"Yes.

angry. He put the recipe aside, lowered his

I have to ask the help of my dear wife for this dinner

purposely made his voice deep, so that that sound of that

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

her neck at the

then did Leonardo let go

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

pushed his hand away, "Don't

anything and just looked at

seemed to have found another weakness of

funny? Stop laughing!" Summer pushed him away rudely

dresses, the

of the stylist, every dress looked good, but

front of the mirror and being dressed up by them,

playing the beauty

also a bit like that he was trying

already being really gentle when he hugged her and softened his voice to call her

Leonardo tried to be gentle, no woman

...

stylists had

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

into

red, making her

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