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

reading the recipe, she heard footsteps

that Leonardo had returned the moment she heard

to notice him and

her. Seeing the name

back," Summer said without turning her head, her

of his height. Summer turned around and tried

that, and now she was

Leonardo's shin angrily. "Give me the

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

him, "Yes. It's

angry. He put the recipe aside, lowered his head and lightly kissed Summer's lips. He

I have to ask

he had purposely made his voice deep, so that that sound of that “wife” was

ears. Leonardo seemed to have guessed that she would do this. He

at the itch and

Only then did

Leonardo

was embarrassed so she pushed his hand away, "Don't

didn't say anything and just looked at

seemed to have found another weakness of

Stop laughing!" Summer pushed him away

on five sets of dresses, the stylist was finally satisfied with

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

and being dressed up by them, Summer finally

the beauty card on

like that he was trying to

was already being really gentle when he hugged

to be

...

hour later, the stylists had finally

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

into the

was flamboyant red, making her

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