Predestined Marriage

Summer ate a little too much at night and vomited violently, so it didn't smell good inside the car.

She didn't smell it herself, but Leonardo could feel it clearly.

He only frowned slightly. When she was done vomiting, he took a napkin and wiped her mouth. Then, he found a bottle of water in the car and handed it to her.

"Let's get out of the car." Leonardo's voice had calmed down.

He opened the door and got out of the car. He took off his coat and sweater, which were stained with Summer's vomit, leaving behind only a shirt.

However, Summer's clothes were not stained with it.

When she got out of the car, the cold breeze refreshed her.

Turning her head to look at Leonardo, who was wearing only a shirt, Summer couldn't help but ask, "Are you cold?"

When she looked at Leonardo, Leonardo also turned to look at her.

After throwing up, her eyes were wet and slightly red, and her face was pale. The way she pursed her lips and looked at him touched Leonardo's heart.

He was about to say "What do you think?", but it then turned into "I'm not cold."

Summer was ready for his sarcasm and she was about to said "It served you right" back to him. However, he said something else.

What a strange man. He didn't feel cold with just a shirt in sub-zero temperatures.

Leonardo was not just playing it cool. He literally wasn't cold, while Summer was shivering in the cold wind.

...

The car was dirty, so they took a taxi back together.

he asked a bodyguard

returning home, Leonardo went shower in his study,

out of the bathroom, she discovered that Leonardo was already sitting on the sofa in front of the window in

on the big light in the room. Only a floor lamp shone

no one knew better

just her illusion that he was

towards him and was about

his arms and tugged into his embrace just

glass of red wine from which he took

pushed it away, "No." She didn't want

a sip and

opened her lips, and the wine in his

and almost choked on

and stroked her

composure, she hammered Leonardo's

He slightly lowered his eyes to hide his emotions. His voice sounded indifferent,

puzzled for a moment before she

Did he mean that she got

with a

a beat and she frowned. "I don't understand what you're

to take wedding photos. You don't want to marry me." His expressions did not change much as he spoke, but Summer could keenly sense some

explained it to you before. I

to hear her explanation at all. He knew exactly

waist, and the glass of wine fell to the ground. The floor was covered with a carpet, so the glass

up. He carried her to the bedside and they rolled onto

little uneasy and asked, "You and Vicky

of sweat hung on