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.

was reading the recipe. She had been thinking about some new dishes recently. She

she was reading the recipe, she heard footsteps coming

that Leonardo had returned the moment she heard the

not to notice him and continued to focus on her

her. Seeing the name of one dish on it, he raised his eyebrows and said, "Bitter gourd

said without turning her head, her

high, taking advantage of his height. Summer turned around and tried

angry before that,

kicked Leonardo's shin angrily.

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

glared at him, "Yes. It's annoying to

of being angry. He put the recipe aside, lowered his head and

I have

had purposely made his voice deep,

that she would

shrunk her neck at the itch and

then did Leonardo let go

turned red. Leonardo couldn't

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

didn't say anything and just

seemed to have found another weakness of

so funny? Stop laughing!" Summer pushed him away rudely and

tried on five sets of dresses, the stylist

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

mirror and being dressed up by them,

Leonardo playing the beauty card on her just

a bit like that he was trying to

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

tried to be gentle, no

...

hour later, the stylists had finally finished their

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

looked into

red, making her fair skin

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