Predestined Marriage

Chapter 371He Wouldn't Let Her Go

A strange feeling rose in Leonardo's heart, as if ... he couldn't bear to see it.

He felt it somewhat ridiculous.

There was nothing special about this woman. Why couldn't he bear to see her caught in the rain?

Before he knew, he had already gotten out of the car with an umbrella.

He walked in big steps to catch up with Summer.

"Miss Summer." He called her once, and then couldn't help curling his lips in self-mockery. There was no smile in his eyes.

Summer covered her head with her purse while running toward her apartment. She heard the steps, but didn't expect it to be Leonardo.

"Mr. Emerson, what is it?"

As soon as Summer asked, she heard another familiar voice from behind.

"Summer."

Summer glance at Leonardo before turning to the other side and seeing Stanley.

"Stanley? Why did you come out?"

Dressed in a soft leisure wear, Stanley walked towards her calmly with a well-made lattice umbrella.

From behind her came Leonardo's deep and cold voice, "Is he your friend?"

"Yes. He is my... fiancé." Summer could conjure up no reason for this short hesitation.

The atmosphere froze instantly at her words.

She turned to look at Leonardo with doubt.

However, his expressionless face looked the same as usual. There was no way to detect his emotion right now.

Maybe she was mistaken at that instant.

Stanley had

gaze swept back and forth between

he waved at Summer,

her foot and was about to

the

and saw a man's hand on her

and powerful, holding her wrist with unbreakable strength. The heat of

Emerson, is there anything wrong?" Summer struggled a

much effort into it, but it

unapproachable, but right now he was grabbing her hand and

to look at her. The paleness of Summer's complexion bordered upon morbidity. Those cat-like eyes,

he was

angry when she

her wrist at the

didn't even know

gaze fell on Leonardo's hand holding Summer's wrist, and then turned instantly to his face, "Sir,

slightly, but finally he

she

and said to Leonardo, "Mr. Emerson, this is my fiancé,

Mr. Emerson's daughter today when I

had happened very

comforting smile and turned to Leonardo, "Thank you, Mr. Emerson, for sending my

throwing a gloomy glance at Summer, he left without

a pure black umbrella, his tall figure disappeared gradually into the rain,

"What

of wind blew over. With her clothes soaked

hug her shoulder, and whispered, "Let's

Glancing at his hand that was resting on her shoulder, she moved faintly away

still not comfortable to have physical contact with

sensed her unease, but his

the car, Rosie had

holding an empty milk bottle, staring up at the top

come in, she turned to him and called with her soft sweet

door and looked

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